Beau shifts and his legs brush against mine and that only makes all of it worse. It’s like I can feel my heartbeat in my clit and my juices have soaked through my underwear, leaving me feeling wet and uncomfortable.
“Are you okay?” Beau whispers and I realize that all my wiggling around must be keeping him awake.
“Yeah, sorry, maybe I should just go sleep on the couch. I can’t seem to get comfortable,” I whisper back.
“Come here,” he says, pulling me into his arms and I stiffen.
My nipples turn to hard points and I can’t stop myself from rubbing them against his chest. I bite my bottom lip, trying to keep the moan in but it’s no use. Beau stiffens against me as I moan and shift closer to him. I can feel my face flame with a blush and I try to pull away from him but Beau’s arms just lock tighter around me.
“Do you need me to take the ache away, Holly?” He asks and I nod quickly before I realize that he probably can’t really see me.
“Yes,” I whisper and his lips are on mine a second later.
His hands tangle in my hair, gripping tight so he can angle my mouth the way he wants it and I groan as my hands go for his loose pajama pants. As soon as I get them wiggled down a bit, Beau pulls away from me and jumps out of bed.
“Strip. Now” he orders and I don’t need to be told twice.
I pull my shirt over my head and kick my pajama pants and underwear off the side of the bed. I’m working on my socks when Beau climbs back beside me and takes one of my stiff nipples into his mouth.
He laves the tip with his tongue, swirling circles over it and driving me out of my mind.
“Please!” I beg and I swear he grins before he sucks my nipple into his mouth.
I collapse back on the bed, letting him have his way with me as he moves to settle between my legs. He moves back and forth between my breasts, making sure to pay equal attention to each sensitive peak as his cock brushes back and forth over my clit.
With each pass, he drives me more and more wild for him and when he finally lets go of my breasts, I know that I can’t take anymore teasing. He starts to move down my body but I grab his hair and stop him.
“I need you. Inside me. Now,” I pant and he nods once.
His hands bracket my head as he lines himself up with my opening and starts to push inside me. He leans down, capturing my lips with his own and I moan, biting down on his bottom lip as he pushes all of the way inside of me.
Beau bites out a curse and I keep my eyes closed, getting used to the feeling of being stuffed so full of him. It feels like he’s brushing over every one of my nerve endings when he slowly pulls out and then sinks all the way back in.
My back arches and my legs tangle around his waist as my hips rise to meet his steady thrusts. His lips ghost over my cheek, to my ear and then down my neck as his pace starts to pick up.
I know that I was close before but I still thought it would take longer than two minutes for me to come. I guess not because I can feel tingles starting in my core and before I know it, my orgasm is washing over me.
I cry out his name, my fingernails digging into his shoulders as I come on his cock. I hear him curse and his pace picks even more until he’s pounding into me. I slide up the bed with each thrust but it feels so good that neither of us seem to care.
Beau’s fingers dig into my hips and he holds me in place as he sits back on his heels and fucks me hard. I can feel him start to swell inside me as another orgasm rushes at me and before I can catch my breath, I’m falling over the edge once more.
I take Beau with me this time and I feel him spill deep inside me as he chants my name like it’s a prayer.
I expect him to pull out of me right away but instead he leans down and kisses me. Our lips cling together as our heart rates slow and when he finally does lay down beside me, my breaths have evened out and my eyes are starting to fall closed.
“Best Christmas Eve tradition yet,” I whisper before I let sleep claim me.
Nine
Beau
* * *
Even though we were both exhausted, Holly woke me up at 6 am. She was so excited, like a little kid, that I let her pull me out of our warm bed and down the hallway. I must have still been half asleep because I remember her pushing me down onto the couch before she plugged our sad little tree in and scurried into the kitchen. She appeared a few minutes later with a mug in each hand.
I thanked her and took a big drink of my coffee, trying to wake up. Ford was busy sniffing the presents under the tree and I noticed that there were two more out here. I had snuck out and put Holly’s present under the tree late last night but it had been the only one then. I wonder when she had gotten up to put the other two out here.
“Ready for presents?” She asks me and I look over to see her eyes glowing like the lights on the tree she’s standing next to.
“You didn’t have to get me anything,” I tell her but she just shakes her head and passes me one of the wrapped presents.
“Don’t get too excited. It’s not much.”
She seems embarrassed but there’s no need for her to be. Whatever she got me, I’ll love it.
I pull the wrapping paper off, flipping the soft package over in my hands and grinning when I see the package of socks.
“I noticed that a lot of your other ones had holes in the toes or heels,” she says and I nod.
“I’ve been meaning to get more for a few weeks now but I keep forgetting whenever I go to the store. This is perfect. Thanks, Holly,” I say, pulling her down into my lap and planting a kiss on her smiling lips.
“Alright, your turn Ford!” She says as she climbs off of me and hurries back over to the tree.
Ford’s tail wags as she grabs a package and comes to kneel in front of him. By the time she gets the wrapping paper off, his whole body is wiggling and I laugh with her when he practically pounces on her.
She opens the dog treats and gives him one which he happily gobbles up.
“We’ll have to wait until later to have some more,” she tells Ford as she scratches his ears.
“Your turn,” I say softly, moving past her to grab the last present under the tree.
I pass it to Holly who is bouncing up and down on the couch with excitement. She tears into the wrapping paper and I grin at her excitement.
“Fuzzy socks!” She says with a big smile as she holds them to her chest. “Thank you, Beau! I love them,” she leans over and gives me a kiss that is over far too quickly.
Before I know it, Holly has made us breakfast and is rushing me to get dressed so that we can go sledding at the hill in town. We’re both wearing our new socks and I managed to dig out the old sleds from the garage and load them into the back of the truck.
The sun glints off the snow as we make our way to the empty sledding hill.
“I bet this place will be packed soon with kids. Just as soon as they finish opening up presents,” Holly says as she hops out of the passenger side.
“You’re probably right.”
I take her hand in mine and grab the sleds with my other one as we head up the hill. Ford is playing in the snow a few feet away, enjoying jumping in it and I laugh when he disappears beneath the top.
We sled for an hour, taking turns pulling each other back up the hill and then sliding down together. By the time kids and other families start to show up, we’re out of breath and exhausted.