That is just enough.
Right now, everything is as it should be.
We close our eyes and just savor this moment, until our lips find each other.
We kiss slowly and passionately, and it feels so good.
Better than before, even.
“I fucking need you now,” I grind out between kisses that are growing more heated.
“I need you too,” she murmurs.
Our breaths quicken as we anticipate what’s to come. Clothes are discarded, hands and fingers roam, and then she’s beneath me and I’m finally thrusting into this woman I love.
I soar higher and higher, but what really transports me to the next level of ecstasy is that Madisonlovesme.
Yeah, she fucking loves me.
Ican’t get enough of Lennox. He loves me and I love him, and we show each other how much not once, not twice, but throughout the night.
“Good thing you don’t have practice tomorrow,” I say at one point between lovemaking sessions.
“Yeah, but we do have the team Christmas party,” he reminds me.
We’re in his bed, and I roll back on top of him.
Mischievously, I murmur, “Ah, yes, but that’s not until nighttime.”
Acting all innocent, like he doesn’t know what’s coming next, he asks, “Meaning?”
As I slide down onto him, sheathing his hard cock with my wet pussy, I groan, “Meaning we have time for a lot more of this.”
He groans, “Babe, you got that right.”
There’s no more talking then, just loving each other with our bodies and our souls.
We make quite the entrance at the team Christmas party, which is being held in a swanky hotel ballroom, with the lights dimmed and holiday décor everywhere.
It’s so pretty and festive.
I feel festive too.
This is a formal event, so I’m wearing a long emerald-green sequined gown. Lennox has on a black tux with a bow tie that matches my dress.
God, he looked so sharp before we left the house that I almost jumped him. Too bad there wasn’t enough time for that kind of fun.
But being in this moment right now is turning out to be pretty awesome too.
As we’re making our way through the crowd arm in arm, there are lots of congratulatory praise for us announcing that we’re an official couple.
There are pats on the back for Lennox from his teammates, approving nods to me, and even a cheer or two.
One of those cheers comes from Claire when we reach her and Easton, who are standing by a round table for six.
“Woohoo, yay!” Claire claps her hands, bouncing lightly in her silver stiletto heels that match her long gown. “Wow, I have to admit you two really do look great together,” she adds with a beaming grin.
I smile back, and she gives me a warm hug.
