Noah pecked her lips, pulling back from the kiss. "I thought you didn't want me to touch you until my hands were warm," he said, knowingly as he kept his hands far from her reach on top of the couch. He had to pat himself on the back for his self-restraint because everything in him wanted to touch her soft curves.
"It doesn't matter," Melanie told him, grabbing his hands herself and placing them on her before she kissed him again. Noah's hands roamed up and down her back, stopping just above her lower back before dipping lower and squeezing. Her ass was glorious, and he always loved to grip it. He pushed her down harder on his cock that was growing hard with each second he felt her body.
"You feel so good," Noah murmured before he reached inside of her yoga pants and gripped her ass. He slid his hands lower until he felt her folds that were soaking wet. Noah relished in this feeling because he knew what would soon come after— being deep inside her. It was the greatest feeling ever, rivaling him winning a game. Melanie moaned against his lips when he slipped a finger inside of her, pumping in and out before he added another one.
"You're so wet for me, Mel," Noah whispered against her lips. "Get up for me."
She did, and as soon as her feet touched the ground, Noah pulled her yoga pants to the floor. Melanie giggled as he kissed her hip while removing her panties. She pulled him up to his feet, pressing kisses against his neck as he unbuckled his pants. Layer by layer, they removed each other's clothes until they were naked. Noah reached for his wallet, and before he could take the condom out himself, Melanie did it for him even going as far as placing it on him. It was sexy when she took control like that, showing that she desired him just as much as he desired her.
Noah dropped back down on the couch, and Melanie followed him down, climbing on top of him before she slowly descended on his length all the way to the hilt. Melanie closed her eyes as she bit down on her lip before she bounced up and down on him, and Noah met her, thrusting upward.
She was so wet, and a part of Noah wished that there was no condom between them so he could really feel how sweet Melanie was. But the other part of him, the sensible one, knew that he wasn't ready for the responsibilities that went along with unprotected sex. He trusted that Melanie had taken care of herself and didn't have any sexually transmitted diseases. But he didn't trust that his pullout game would be enough, especially after the first time they had made that mistake, which Noah didn't do often at all.
His father always warned him of getting a girl pregnant before his career started, and though Noah has dismissed many of his father's rules, that wasn't one of them. Bringing life to the world was a serious thing, and he only wanted to do it with the woman he would marry when they were both stable and ready to raise a child. Noah wasn't ready to be a father yet, but as Melanie rose up and down on his dick, soon to milk him of all his worth, a part of him felt like it would be a waste if it wasn't inside of her.
"Oh," Melanie moaned, grinding on top of him. Her moans were music to his ears and were sending him over the edge. Afraid of losing control too fast, and not wanting this to be over, Noah stopped her, breathing heavily. Melanie whimpered as Noah pulled her up before he put her on all fours and took her from behind. He fucked into her, enjoying the way her ass bounced on his cock. It looked so fucking good.
Melanie gasped, and Noah kept thrusting even after he felt her clench around him as she orgasmed. He thrust inside of her until he came himself. He fell heavily on top of her back, spent and satisfied. Well, at least satisfied for now. Just feeling her body beneath his made him want to go for round two.
"Christmas sex is great," Noah murmured in Melanie's ear, and he smiled when he saw her roll her eyes.
After they both caught their breaths, they showered together. And though they were supposed to clean their bodies, with the way they touched each other, they couldn't help but have each other again before they finally came out.
After dressing, they laid on the couch together, watching Home Alone until Melanie went back to her room to grab something. When she came back, she had a small neatly wrapped box in her hand.
"You got me a gift too?" Noah asked as he felt a warm feeling in his chest. Their relationship was so new that he hadn't expected her to get him a gift. And even if she hadn't gotten him one, being with her was a gift enough alone. Even so, Noah was happy that she had gotten him one.
"Yeah," Melanie said shyly as she placed the small box in his hand. "I hope you like it."
"It doesn't matter what it is, I'll love it," Noah said, and he meant it because the simple fact she had gotten a present for him was enough alone. The thought of Melanie thinking about him without him having to ask her that he wanted a gift made him happy.
Noah had none of the poise Melanie had, and immediately, he ripped through the wrapping and opened his gift. To his delight and surprise, inside of the box was a gold necklace with a pair of hockey sticks. Noah pulled it out of the box, taking a closer look at it. On the front of the hockey stick, was his name. But on the back of the opposite hockey stick, it had Melanie's name.
"I saw it by chance," Melanie explained, "while I was passing by the mall, and I thought it suited you. You said you wished you had me with you at every game, and I thought this was the way I can always be with you even when I'm not there."
Noah swallowed thickly, moved by her gift. He looked into Melanie's sweet brown eyes, taking in the sight of the woman who made him most happy before he pulled her into a hug, squeezing her tightly.
"Okay, don't break my bones now," Melanie joked, and Noah laughed before he dropped a kiss on her head.
When he pulled back, Melanie took the opportunity to take the necklace and put it on his neck.
"Do you like it?" Melanie asked, admiring the necklace.
"I love it," Noah said. "I love it a lot, and I'll always wear it."
Melanie smiled brightly, and Noah pulled her into a hug again. This was a better Christmas than he would have ever imagined it to be, and Melanie had made it that way just being next to him.
As they sat together, watching the rest of Home Alone, Noah couldn't help but think about what the next semester would bring. Everything would be different. He wouldn't see her every day on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. He wouldn't see her during tutoring. It would all be new for them.
"Merry Christmas, Melanie," Noah told her.
"Merry Christmas, Noah," she said back, kissing his cheek.
Noah hoped it would be this way forever.
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