“I don’t have a turkey, and I don’t want to be a bother–”
Grabbing her almost roughly, I pulled her against me, kissing her until she moaned again. Then I set her down, kissing the tip of her nose. “You’ll never be a bother, sweetheart. I’ll take care of the food, and we can make a pillow fort on your couch to watch those cheesy movies like you planned.”
She grinned, nodding. Then she nearly ran into her building. I watched again until she was in the elevator, then started walking while searching on my phone to see what grocery stores might be open on Christmas Day.
CHAPTER FIVE
* Sharolyn *
I would never have guessed that I would spend Christmas morning quickly cleaning my apartment because my boyfriend was coming over. I would never have guessed that I would have a boyfriend, especially someone so gorgeous and captivating. It was almost unnerving how much he seemed to adore me, and even though it was too much too fast, he was so self-assured that it made everything alright.
It was a great relief that he didn’t seem to mind that I was a bit quiet, and sometimes couldn’t speak more than a nod and a smile. Nolan understood me. He listened to me. I felt like the luckiest girl in the world.
I had no idea whether to dress up or be comfortable, so I settled for nice black yoga pants with holiday socks, and a long, fitted red shirt. I actually felt sort of sexy, and wondered whether being alone would give us the chance to… Yikes. I was too nervous to even finish that thought yet.
When I opened the door, I had to step out of the way. Nolan was carrying a platter of scones, shortbread cookies, and finger sandwiches. “Merry Christmas, baby,” he grinned, striding in to set it all on my dining room table. Then he handed me a gift bag. “Here is a bunch of fancy tea for you. I thought we could have a light lunch, then order pizza or something for dinner.”
The second he kicked off his shoes and hung his coat I was in those thick arms, kissing him deeply. I could feel by the way he held me that he was relieved we were finally alone, somewhere private. But that made me flutter even more. I didn’t know what he was expecting.
After I made tea, we had our fun finger food, then curled up on the couch. “I think I like this relaxed Christmas a lot better, actually,” Nolan chuckled. He handed me the remote. “I’m ready for the cheese.”
I realized with delight that I’d never laughed so much around a guy in my life. “Do you want Christmas theme, winter theme, or Royal Christmas theme?” I asked.
“I want whatever makes my precious sweetheart happy.” I loved it when his rugged face softened into a grin.
“Well, I watch this figure skating movie once a year,” I said. “If you hate it in fifteen minutes, we can change it.”
Five minutes later, I had forgotten the movie was on at all. Nolan pulled me into his lap, deepening our kisses, his tongue exploring my mouth gently. Without even realizing I was doing it, I turned, straddling him so that my knees were on either side of his hips. I just wanted to face him head on to kiss him without straining my neck, but then realized it opened me in a way that felt very suggestive.
I’d never felt such a raw physical pull to a man before, and as my fingers trailed down his neck to stroke the back of his shoulders, I felt his hands slipping under my t-shirt, caressing my back.
“You’re so soft, sweetheart,” he murmured, his lips trailing down the side of my throat. His right hand moved to the front, skimming up my stomach to gently cup my breast. I was glad I hadn’t bothered with a bra, as his rough hands delicately grasped my skin. I heard a soft moan, not realizing I had made it, but I could certainly feel what that noise did to him, as his arousal pressed up against me.
He reached out to turn off the movie, then picked me up as I wrapped my arms and legs around him. He pushed my bedroom door open with his foot, then laid me across my purple bedspread.
He pulled off my socks, laughing at the penguins in Santa hats. Then he pulled down my yoga pants slowly. “These legs,” he nearly growled. “Sharolyn, you are unbelievably sexy.”
As always, I could feel myself blushing, but wanted to try to be more open with him. “You make me feel sexy,” I whispered.
He sat me up to pull my shirt off, then before I could even lie back down, his lips were wrapped around my nipple as both of his hands groped my breasts, making me tingle with anticipation.
I pulled at his shirt and he helped me remove it. Staring at that massive chest, powerful shoulders, chiseled abs, I felt my fluttering stomach shift into something else. Something lower, hotter.
Nolan laid over me, kissing me deeply as I caressed his shoulders. He was so warm, and I loved how gentle he was with me.
“I need to taste you,” he said, flashing me a wink before slipping down between my legs. His lips pressed along my inner thigh, drawing a line on one side, then the other, before he took hold of my panties and slipped them off. “So beautiful,” he murmured. His gentle fingers teased my most intimate skin, grazing along every curve and fold while I quivered.
I couldn’t believe I felt so open with him that I could allow his face between my legs. He looked up at me with such a glorious smile that I felt myself almost relaxing. Then he leaned in, exploring every inch of my sex with his tongue.
I gasped, grabbing his shoulders, completely out of control. He actually plunged his tongue inside me, so strangely intimate. His low groan felt like it rattled right through me, then he gripped my hips, tilting me up so he could thrust deeper.
Nolan finally extracted his tongue, replacing it with a finger, skimming slowly around my entrance before gently gliding inside. His tongue circled my twitching nub of nerves, teasing me.
I felt like my entire pussy was open, swollen, drenched. The rhythm of his finger moving inside me made me moan, but then he began flicking my clit with his tongue at a slower pace.
“Oh… I…” I squealed, unable to form actual words as I felt the heat building through my core.
Meeting his eyes, he shot me an absolutely devilish grin. Everything tightened deep within me, then suddenly snapped. I shrieked, panting as I clutched Nolan’s hair, gripping him as I rode the waves of raw sensation pouring through me.