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As we talked about our childhoods, my mother stood and started clearing the dishes. As always, I took notice and stood as well, reaching for the empty bowls and plates. Natalie grabbed my hand and winked at me, glancing over at her brother who was still staring intently, waiting for me to finish my sentence. I handed her the bowl and stepped back from the table, grabbing my glass.
“I’ll help clean up,” Natalie said brightly. “You did so much before we got here. Go relax and show my brother around the house.”
I blushed at her words, knowing she noticed our heated glances and attentive behavior toward each other. I backed up as she moved around the table picking up plates, unsure of what to do. I looked down as I felt Dex’s hand grab my arm and pull me toward the living room. I smiled sweetly at Natalie and allowed Dex to pull me away, finding him too sexy to ignore. I could feel the alcohol surging through my veins and loosening my nerves. I strolled over to the couch and sat down, watching as he followed. He sat close and turned to face me.
“What did you get your degree in?” He was very interested in my life and I was very interested in his luscious lips.
“Um. Well, I started out studying medicine but after my father passed away, I changed my major to business, hoping it would open some doors for me,” I said. “My father’s pension pays for the house as such but I knew my mother would need more help than that. I wanted to go to Graduate School like Natalie but I decided to wait for a while.”
“That’s really amazing of you, I know how it feels to lose a parent,” he said. I watched as he looked around at all the Christmas decorations mom and I had put up for the little party. It was nice having people here but even nicer having him sit so close to me. He turned toward me, his hand touching my knee and we stared into each other’s eyes for a moment.
“Okay gang,” my mother said, startling us and making us jump apart. “I’m going to take these down to the mission and make sure they don’t need any help this evening. You three have fun, there’s pie and ice cream in the kitchen if anyone wants anything.”
“Okay, mom. Be safe,” I said with flushed cheeks.
“Thank you for having us, Andrea,” Dex said, standing and kissing my mom on the cheek. Talk about a swoon moment.
We watched as my mom left the apartment, feeling the rush of cold air as she closed the door behind her. Natalie looked over at us and smiled, taking another drink of her liqueur and glancing at the twinkling lights. I shifted on the couch, trying to get this hot man off my mind. Every time our legs accidentally brushed each other I could feel the heat in my stomach grow hotter.
“So, you guys want to play charades?” I didn’t know what else to offer.
“Yes.” Natalie giggled. “Wait, there’s only three of us. I know! We’ll take turns. Me and Dex will act things out and you can be the guesser since I know you hate being the actor.”
“Sounds good to me.” I laughed.
We played a sloshy drunk game of charades for about an hour. I was laughing so hard from Dex’s impression of a duck that I almost spit my drink everywhere. Just as Natalie got up to take her turn, her phone rang and she walked into the kitchen to answer it. I laid on the couch with my legs propped up on Dex’s lap, trying to get ahold of the warm drunk feeling in my head. I hadn’t had this much fun in forever and the more we drank, the more touchy feely Dex and I became. When Natalie came back out, we looked up at her. She was wearing a thoughtful expression that made both Dex and me frown.
“So that was Ben from school,” she said, looking down at her phone. “He said he can get me front row at the Rockette’s extravaganza but if I want to go, I have to go now.”
“You should do it,” Dex said, glancing over at me. “That poor boy is pulling out all the stops, the least you could do is go enjoy yourself.”
“I don’t know,” she said, sitting down in the chair. “I’m having so much fun here.”
“Girl, we are always here. Go and have fun!” I said, hoping she would take my word for it.
“Okay,” she said excitedly. “I’ll go. I love you guys. Merry Christmas. I’ll call you tomorrow Casey.”
I leaned up and kissed Natalie on the cheek. I chuckled as she threw her jacket, gloves, and hat on and raced out the door. As soon as she shut the door I could feel just how alone Dex and I were and it was more than exciting. I could tell instantly that Dex was into me and I was sure as hell into him. I hadn’t ever been with a man before, not that I was saving myself for anyone. I was just really shy and the few guys I dated never made the attempt. I looked over at Dex who was staring awkwardly at his drink. He was so hot I could barely stand it. I pulled my legs from his lap and sat up next to him.
I watched as a small smirk moved across his lips and he turned to me, grabbing my glass and setting it on the table. He reached both hands up and held my face in his hands, kissing my lips softly. The setting was so romantic, with the soft glow of the lights from the tree, the smell of cinnamon in the air, and the orchestra Christmas music in the background. I leaned into his kiss, feeling a desperate need deep in my stomach. The liqueur made me dizzy so we leaned back against the couch, our lips moving sensually together. Though I could feel the heat gathering in my panties, I was okay with making out for a while in the dim sparkling lights.
Slowly, Dex pushed toward me, lying me down on the couch and running his hand up my side. I could feel his bulging erection against my leg and it sent chills down my spine. He was gentle but needy and I had no reason to tell him I was a virgin, not with his take charge attitude. I could feel his fingertips move down the sides of my dress and reach under, trailing up to my panties. He moved his body to the side as he plucked the edge of the lace and slid his fingers right, feeling my juices run. He bit his lip and ran his hand through my pussy lips, causing a low moan to escape my throat. The sound seemed to arouse him even more and he moved down, pulling my dress completely up and kissing my stomach. I laid my head down and closed my eyes as he pushed my legs apart and pulled my red lace panties to the side, replacing his fingers with his tongue.
I groaned as he lapped at my wet mound, savoring every drop before going back for more. I reached up and unbuttoned the top of my dress. I pulled my bra cups to the side, massaging my big breasts and grinding my hips against his mouth. He felt so good down there and I could feel my temperature rising. He moved his hand from my thigh and slipped two fingers inside of me and groaned against my clit, feeling how tight and wet I was. After a few minutes, he pulled his fingers out and moved up my body. He pressed his mouth against mine and growled as I sucked hard on his tongue. I reached down and unbuckled his belt, knowing we wouldn’t have long until my mother came back.
He sat up and pulled his pants and boxer briefs off, throwing them in a pile on the floor. He stood in front of me, stroking his rock-hard erection. He smiled excitedly as he dove back down, kissing my neck and chest while rubbing the head of his cock against my clit. I may have never been with a man but I definitely knew I wanted him inside of me. I reached down and grabbed his shaft, kissing him hard as I raised my hips and pulled him into me with need. He groaned loudly in my mouth as he entered me, sliding easily through my wetness.
“You are so tight,” he whispered, nibbling at my ear. “You feel amazing.”
As he leaned into me, he grabbed my hands and put them over my head. Holding them down with one arm, he lifted my leg around his waist. He began to push into me in a steady motion, his shaft moving through my tight wet pussy. He was so thick and so big I thought it would hurt but as I opened my hips to take him in further, all I felt was an unbelievable pleasure. He let go of my hands and grabbed my hips, thrusting forward harder and harder. I reached up and grabbed the arm of the couch, closing my eyes and listening to our skin slap together. He licked his lips and moaned as my juices covered his cock.
As he picked up the pace, he rocked his hips forward as he pushed in, rubbing against my clit. I felt the orgasm building in my belly as it began to erupt. I scream
ed loudly, grabbing the couch and arching my back as I felt the waves of pleasure explode through me. As I shivered and shook beneath him, he could feel me contracting against his shaft which only made him needier. I opened my eyes and watched as he thrust hard once, twice, and then a third time, rolling his eyes back and pushing in as he released. He continued to thrust softly as the waves of ecstasy rolled over him, biting his lip and squeezing my thighs in his strong hands. As his muscles relaxed, he looked down at me and smiled, shaking his head and leaning into my neck.
“That was amazing,” he said breathlessly. “Merry Freakin’ Christmas.”