“Merry Christmas Wendy Darling,” Niko murmurs as we lay together in the dark, spent and smiling at one another.
His words say much more than Merry Christmas—they say all the words we have not been brave enough to say. For now, Merry Christmas will do.
“Merry Christmas, Peter Pan.”
Chapter Ten
Niko
Christmas is the best time of the year.
Lying in bed with the woman of my dreams cuddled beside me, I cannot remember a better Christmas morning. Even the year I knew I was getting that Power Wheel with an engine I could tear apart and put back together.
I have never gotten a better gift than Nova.
“Morning, Peter Pan,” she whispers as her dark lashes flutter against her pink cheeks. Smiling as big as my smile can go, I drop a dozen kisses over her face.
“Morning, Wendy Darling,” I hum against her jaw as I tangle my fingers in her lavender hair.
Nova beams up at me as I trail my fingertips down her chest, tiptoeing them over her breast, pausing long enough to pluck her pink nipple. I chuckle when she lets out a little sound, so I dip my head, sucking playfully at the other breast, until I mark her creamy skin with my teeth.
“Behave. It’s Christmas Day,” Nova hums but her hands hold me to her breast and her thighs spread as my hands slip between them.
“It is. Merry Christmas, little flower,” I tell her, my hands stilling as I stare down at her.
Downstairs a tree waits with dozens of gifts for my sister and her kids. They will be here later today, but first, I want to celebrate with my girl. I went against her request for no gifts, but I hope she will accept it anyway.
“There is stocking downstairs with your name on it,” I remind her as I climb over her, pressing kisses anywhere her skin teases me. “Plus, one single present. I did my best not tooverdo it honey, but you know I had to.”
“Good. Because I have a gift for you too, baby,” she purrs, kissing my throat, her fingers tangling in my hair again.
Surprised, I pull back to stare down at her. A gift? My sweet bah-humbug girl got me a gift? After weeks of telling me she does not do the holiday. We’ve come a long way from the day we met when she all but pushed me out of her shop the minute I mentioned Christmas, buta gift?
“Oh, honey,” I whisper, my voice shaking with emotion. I was careful not to push, not to plead, to just let her live the holiday how she wanted. A gift means she is willing to celebrate with me. “Nova, honey...you’re the best gift I have ever received. I....” trailing off, I catch my breath as my heart hammers in my chest. I want to give her the words. I want her to hear them today, on a day that has been so hard for her for so long.
“Niko...I love you too. Ilove you,” she whispers before her voice breaks, but her eyes shine up at me and her smile is beaming. “I am in love with you, and I want to celebrate life with you, if you will show me how again.”
“Hell, honey, I will even show you how to celebrate boring Tuesdays. I love you, Nova. I am so fucking in love with you,” I growl the words as I move over her, the need to taste her, to feel her wrapped around me, to watch her pleasure pink her skin and hear her sweet moans overwhelming me.
“Behave. I want you to open your present,” she demands, pushing gently at my shoulders.
“Well, look at that,” I tease, quirking a brow. “My present is here, in my bed,unwrapped. I ought to do something about that.”
Sliding down her body, I push her thighs up onto my shoulders. I have found my new favorite thing to do. Lying between her thick thighs and eating her pussy until she comes and shakes and shouts my name is all I want to do for the rest ofmy life. Bending my head, I lick her pink folds open, groaning as her sweetness floods my mouth.
Closing my lips around her clit, I suck at it greedily, smiling as she twists beneath me, her thighs trembling. I hook my hands around her hips, lifting her to my mouth, eating at her pussy wildly. I love how she tastes, how she sounds when I suck and lick and play, and the soft, breathy sounds she makes as she comes for me.
“Niko, yes,” she pants, sitting up enough to watch me. “Don’t stop. I’m...yes, yes, I’m coming!”
Nova’s cry echoes in the bedroom, making my cock ache. Reaching down, I fist myself, stroking the hardness slowly, eager to fill her with it. Just as I start to climb over her, she pushes at my shoulders again. I frown before she moves to lie down, opening her mouth wide. Heat sears up my spine because this is another new favorite thing of mine.
“That’s my girl,” I hum, brushing her hair back as she licks at the swollen crown of my cock. “Such a pretty flower when you open for me.”
Smiling up at me proudly, she flicks her tongue at my shaft, and I groan. Head falling back on my shoulders, I give over to sensations. To the feel of her hands on my thighs, the swipe of her tongue up, down, around and back again, the suction of her lips around me.
My thighs tense as she sucks harder, head bobbing, her ass bouncing with the force of her movement. Reaching out, I playfully swat her round backside, laughing when she whimpers around me. I play with her a little, sliding my fingers between her folds, but I can’t maintain myself. I am lost to her mouth, to the sweet sucking, to the wet sounds, to her completely.
“That’s it, honey, that’s it,” I praise her, gathering her lavender hair in my fist as I start to rock into her throat. “That’s my girl, make me come. Take me down your throat, let me watchyou swallow me down.”
