Christmas morning
IT WAS COLD.
Not just cold, it was freezing.
So freezing that in sleep in they had rolled into the dint in the bed and wrapped themselves around each other, and for Daniel, who didn’t really do the wrapped around you type of thing, or rather didn’t usually, he woke for the second time with her in his arms and facing away from him.
She had on a little strappy top and pyjama bottoms yet his hand had found its way to her stomach and he went to remove it. His intent was to roll on his back so she didn’t feel him hard against her, but then his hand chose to linger and then she stirred and it was a little too late for that.
Actually, it wasn’t.
He could still roll onto his back now and then roll out of bed.
They could be up and packed and out of here and heading for her home.
Or he could kiss her shoulder as he had wanted to that morning all those weeks ago.
His hand was lightly stroking her stomach and he could feel that she was trying to keep her breathing even.
So too was he.
‘Happy birthday, Holly.’
‘Thank you.’
He was breathing through his nostrils in that delicious turned-on, decision-making way. Resisting and yet wanting.
She looked at the clock and saw it was just before seven.
And then everything went black because she closed her eyes to the feel of his mouth and the deep kiss that met her shoulder.
It was a slow, sensual kiss and his tongue was warm on her cold, bare skin and his hand slipped up her top and found her breast.
He toyed with her nipple and then rubbed her breast with his palm and his mouth moved up her neck to her ear so she could both hear and feel his ragged breathing.
Holly pressed her bottom back into him, just because she wanted more of the feel of him hard and turned on.
And Daniel too needed more because he slid the top up over her head, discarded it and then went back to her neck. He loved the feel of her now naked back against his chest.
Now his hand slid down further down and he listened to the throaty moans she made as he stroked her clitoris and delivered little volts of pleasure that had her thighs grip his hand.
And it was all about her yet he stopped just long enough that they both kicked off their bottoms halves. His free hand moved under her torso so he could play with her other breast.
He moved his hand down, sliding his fingers inside her. She could feel him nudging between her thighs, wet, warm and hard.
‘Oh, God,’ he said, but just quietly and not to her, and for a moment she wondered why. Then she understood, for he knew, even before Holly did, that she was about to come.
It was so intense that she brought her knees up.
* * *
There, the sensible part of him warned as she came to his hand. Leave it there. Feel that bliss on your fingers and then smile and say Happy Birthday.
It wasn’t enough, though.
For either of them.
Her lovely birthday ‘gift’ hadn’t left her sated, it had just made her hungry for more. She turned in his arms and they found each other’s mouths briefly before he moved down to kiss her breasts, one by delicious one, tasting them for the first time.
Oh, that mouth, Holly thought as her fingers tangled in his hair. She wished he had two of them so he could keep kissing her breasts while also taking her mouth. His head followed the upward guide of her hand and their mouths met again in a kiss unplanned. Deep, slow and sensual, their tongues mingled and then their mouths parted in private focus as he entered her.
She moaned at the bliss of the slow long strokes that had her wrap one leg around him as they moved together.
They were kissing intensely, stopping only to stare into each other’s eyes before kissing again. It was so real, so raw.
Daniel got up on his forearms just to watch her and she pressed her palms into his chest.
The tight, slick grip of her had Daniel revelling in the sensations and then the demand of his pace increased.
The shift in him started to tip her. Even when he had taken her standing, fast and rough, he had been in measured control.
But now neither had hold of themselves, they were lost in each other. His hand came over her mouth and the sound of her affirmations were silenced. He felt the stretch of her smile on his palm as she realised the noises she’d been making. Daniel would usually have revelled in that but there was something about the simple sound of them, slick and in tune, intensely moving together that enraptured him. He forgot to smile, or to do anything other than focus hard...on her.
His breathing was ragged and hard in her ear as he pulled her deeper into oblivion.
Holly dug her fingers into taut buttocks and the fire low in his spine shot forward.
Her reward for silence? The deep moan of his release.
Heat met perfect heat and though she gripped and tightened and drew him in, as he shot into her, she also unfurled, for she opened herself up to him.
Those last thrusts were exquisite, those deep kisses, while still dizzy, were the most intense expression she had ever known. They coiled with each other, caressed each other, and their lips did not know how to part.
Until they did...