| Merry XXXmas! |
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| Ok, so only his brothers knew what a freak his girlfriend was... and he liked it that way. But, even they didn't know everything about the way she would seduce Ike so willingly. He was like putty in her hands, and he loved every moment of it. That's why he wasn't surprized to find a trail of hershey's kisses leading out the bathroom door. He grined to himself and wrapped a towel around his middle, not even bothering to dry his hair and followed the path of the candy. Dripping his way down the hallway he passed his bedroom and came to the top of the stairs. There he found a note. It read, 'Catch me if you can!' His grin turned evil. He knew he'd better hurry, or else she'd start without him. He nearly ran down the steps. He quickly went to the den where he thought he'd find her. He opened the door and quickly scanned the darkened room. No Holly. He went on his way. Passing the christmas cookie laden diningroom table he poked his head into the kitchen. It still smelled like holiday baking, but, no Holly. He hurried on to the livingroom. It was dark. The only light from the tiny tree atop the piano. Eventhough he was going to spend the holiday with his family in their home, he now wished he'd put a larger tree in his apartment. Even if only for the light. A movement in the corner of his eye caught his attention. The light from the street below barely making it through the window, but just enough to cast a silhouette. She was there, laying upon the window seat, legs spread, hair tumbling over her shoulder. And gloriously naked. He listened to her fast breathing, the soft rustle of her hips moving upon the upholstery. Her whisper was soft, breathy. "Mmm... Isaac... so wet baby. Come and feel." She enticed. His manhood jumped, wanting a warm haven, and knowing it was about to happen. He bent, his hand sliding up her leg. His fingers brushed against hers as she moved her hand out of the way and he replaced it with his own. She was wet. Wet and warm, and ready. He slipped a finger between her folds, caressing her expertly. Her whining moan was satisfying. He pulled his finger from her, bringing the digit up to taste. "So sweet baby." He replied. Her hands were on his body then, sliding down his long lean torso. She pulled his towel away, running a finger along his length. "Mmm..." Was all he could say. He felt her wrap her hand around his shaft firmly. He knew what he was about to recieve. He felt her body shift forward, her hair brushing against his thigh. Then, a soft glow of light flooded his senses. He turned from the lamp light, his eyes adjusting. When he looked back to her, he saw her grin. She was wearing a little christmas bows stuck to her nipples. He smiled back. "Very festive." He commented. She shrugged. "I do what I can." She gave back, her fingers playing over his length. She had that hungry look in her eye. "Let's go to bed baby." He suggested, not liking how exposed he felt in front of the window. She shook her head and leaned forward, slightly licking the tip of his now pulsing cock. "Nope. Wanna do it here." She announced like a spoiled child. Then, before he could protest, she wraped her lips around his member, immediately making him forget all about what ever it was they had been discussing before. His knees weakened, his hands going to her head and fingers tangling in her soft curls. He was hers now. Every inch of him. He was her toy. And he really didn't care because it felt so damned good! He looked down, watching himself plunge deep within her mouth, it only served to make him need his release faster. He loved how she would stop every once in a while from the long stroking sucks to just lick and tickle the tip. She would gently grab his balls, give them a bit of a squeeze and slowly slide back down over his length. He could feel himself touching the back of her throat, and when she would give a bit of a soft moan, it would send thrills through him. He felt his need rise faster to the top, becomming more urgent. He started to follow her rhythm, gently pumping into her hot mouth. That only excited her more. She massaged his balls in one hand and stroked him with the other while her mouth worked him over. He was so ready. He gripped handfuls of her hair, his hips pumping into her mouth and began to let himself go. Fire rushed up through him, power surging through his granite hard shaft. "Baby, here it comes!" He hoarsely whispered. She knew already, coaxing him further by deep throating him, swallowing his length and making him come unglued. He cried out in his pleasure, his warm sex spilling down her throat. She guzzled it down, sucking, milking him for every last tastey drop. He finally slumped, his knees weak and she let him slip from her mouth, laying soft kisses on his hip. He looked down at her, gently stroking her face and playing with her curls. "I need to marry you woman." He said. He knew she thought it a joke, she always said no when he asked, but he still wanted her to know how much he wanted her. She looked up at him. Her smile warm. "Ok." Was all she said. He took a double take! Had she just agreed to become his wife?! After all this time? His love for her renewed tenfold! He wanted her now more then ever. He reached for her hand, kissing the tips of her fingers as he pulled her up. He wrapped her in his arms and kissed her deeply, the musky taste of himself still upon her tongue. "I love you." He told her simply. "I love you too." She confessed, their smiles matching. He took her hand, pulling her toward the bedroom for a proper night filled with pleasure. She followed, discreetly reaching to shut off the video camera on her way out. They both had the same thoughts then.... it was going to be the best christmas ever! |
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