The music from one of Rafe’s favorite Christmas movies plays in the background, while I heft my bulging stocking off its hook on the mantle. The plush red velvet feels warm from the crackling fire.
“Whoa, what did you pack in here?” I ask.
My husband’s solid arms wrap around me from behind, pulling me to his warm chest. “I thought I’d do a theme stocking this year.”
“Hmmm....” Without further ado, I reach in, pulling out the top item. It takes a moment for the gift to register and then I burst out laughing, “Lube? You bought me lube?”
“Not like you need it or anything,” he replies a bit sheepishly, “but this one sounds fun. Read it.”
The package states it’s a warming gel and quite tasty. Yeah, sure. These things always taste awful or wind up being sticky.
“As long as I’m not the one expected to enjoy it...” my voice trails off as Rafe’s hands slip up to cup my breasts over my red chenille sweater. A moment later, cool air tickles my middle when he changes course and reaches underneath the knitted fabric. A sharp tweak from his clever fingers causes my nipples to pebble inside my bra.
Warm moist kisses trail up to my ear. “Why don’t we move to the couch?” Rafe says.
I turn to face him, tilting my lips up to meet his, relishing in the taste of hot chocolate laced with Bailey’s. My arms twine up around his neck as I press against his green cashmere turtleneck. A tilt of my head and our kiss deepens, ending when I playfully nip at his bottom lip. Warm hands snake down to palm my ass, pulling my hips up to rub Rafe’s growing erection.
I tug back a bit, with his lip still locked in my teeth. Letting go, I trace my wet tip along the pinched flesh, tickling the sensitive skin. A moan escapes my lover’s mouth right before he crushes me to his front and rasps his stubbly cheek along my jaw line.
The soft scrape heightens my awareness, triggering the remembrance of his face against my inner thighs a few nights ago. Wetness pools between my folds, which urges me forward to squirm on the hard cock behind his fly. Warm pressure slides down between my jeans-covered ass cheeks to gently stroke while pressing me closer.
Teeth bite down hard on the tense muscles of my neck, drawing a tight guttural sound from me. The action brings out my baser nature and a small orgasm ripples through my pussy. His jaw unclamps and then moist sucking lips and a hot teasing tongue play on my new love-bruised skin.
“Did you just come, baby?” Rafe whispers between kisses.
“A little one, but damn, it was a nice surprise.”
My lover’s thick-fingered hands fumble at the top of my jeans, springing the button on the third try. He forces the fabric roughly down my hips, past my knees to pool at my ankles. With a slight press to my shoulder, he encourages me to settle back on the sofa.
Rafe searches the floor and produces the warming lube. I don’t recall dropping it while we kissed, but I must have. Hooking my thumbs in my bunched up underwear and pants, I toss the clothes to the side, discarding the last items trapping my legs together.
“I’ll only use a little. See how you like it,” he says while twisting off the top.
In answer I spread my legs wide, opening myself to his view as well as exposing my shaved snatch to his lotion-tipped forefinger. The hard little nubbin doesn’t get attention, but the skin to the right, left and top get a slick coating of the substance.
Rafe moves his piercing blue eyes from my aroused flesh to see me watching his every stroke. “I love playing with your pussy, baby.”
I respond with circling my hips, coaxing his fingers to other areas to explore. Warmth edges into the delicate flesh near my clit, causing a rush of wetness to pulse from my core.
Two firm digits delve into my pussy, pulling the moisture out to slick my outer lips and drive me insane with want. “In... Please, push them in...” My begging is rewarded with him plunging deeper.
He hooks his fingers inside to rub the nerve-filled cushion of flesh on my upper inner walls, circling and pressing on each pass in and out of my dripping channel. The mild heat on my aroused bud ratchets higher as Rafe flicks his thumb right and left over the tiny peak.
The steady pumping of his hand combines with the effects of the warming gel to send me edging toward another release. My hips rise and undulate off the couch in a blatant invitation for more loving.
“My little hell-cat. You squirm in your need.”
I reach out to grab him, to pull him close and hopefully tear his clothes off him. Rafe’s free hand brushes mine aside and he lowers his head to my quivering mound.
His wet, pointed tongue touches my clit with a delicate flick. Teasing me to even greater heights as I settle back and let my eyes drift close. A broad flat of heat with firm pressure laps at my aroused flesh, like a hungry man licking a plate clean.
A third finger is added to my depths and the stroking picks up speed. My hands grasp Rafe’s head, locking in his short hair, guiding his mouth to give my nub more pressure.
A rumble of sound bubbles up from my lover, sending vibrations through my sensitive flesh. His humming mirrors the music playing in the background and I drift in the intense pleasure of the attentions he’s doling out.
The rhythm continues for countless heartbeats—until the tickle gathered in my middle seems about to burst. But as I near my next peak, balancing on the precipice, his fingers pull out and the humming stops.
My eyes fly open, the question in them apparent if he’d meet my gaze. Instead, he presses my thighs further apart and poises his clever fingers back at my entrance. A soft breath cools my heated slit before zeroing in on my clit, teasing the engorged bit of skin. The warming oil flares slightly, causing a delicious addition to my already excited flesh.
The blast of air stops when Rafe’s puckered lips latch on to my bud, starting to suck.
“Oh God....”
My release seems almost upon me, just out of reach and I want to scream my frustration to the room. The desire to come overrides everything and I buck to grind my mound for the pressure I need.
Three slick fingers slam inside me as the sucking turns to flicks from the tip of his tongue. The new stimulation shatters my control and my release rushes on me like a battering ram.
A scream tears from my lips as my lover changes his actions during my peak. His mouth locks onto me and he hums once more while still flicking my clit.
The sensations overwhelm me, driving my orgasm higher and longer. Twitches and ripples run over my frame causing my husband to clamp a hand on my hip to hold me in place.
Gradually, the passion recedes and my body becomes my own again.
“Wow,” I pant out. “What else did you pack in my stocking?”
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Fabulous read, C.J. If only my stocking was that interesting. ;)
ReplyDeleteHah! I'm with Danielle. Where's a good stocking when you need one? Great post, C.J.
ReplyDeleteOooh, that Rafe is one hottie! Loved the post. Got me all warm in all the right places. Thanks so much for posting!!!
ReplyDeleteThat woke me up from Saturday lethargy! watching some historical thing on the BBC! Yes, CJ. I'll second Marissa, got me warmed up in all the right places, with a few well-placed tingles!
ReplyDeleteloved it!
Great story, CJ. Nice to see Viv and Rafe again. Is it too early to hang up a Christmas stocking?
ReplyDeleteYummy. Love an overstuffed package.
ReplyDeleteCan't hardly wait 'til Christmas!
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Wow. Is it hot in here? Nice story!
ReplyDeleteHOT!!! Love the story and can only say my hubby will thank you for it tonight.
ReplyDeleteGreat story. I wish it were Christmas all over again. Think hubby will complain if I put up a stocking early?
ReplyDeleteHi C.J., thanks for the early Sunday wake-up excerpt. Great post.
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Hey C.J., stopping by to show my support. Very sexy short you got there. :)
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