Neo looks up at me, a smile playing on her lips. "What kind of lady do you think I am?"
I grin, "One that moves like the night, is laced in fire and is soft but beautifully cruel. A black snowstorm I’d stand in, instead of finding shelter from."
Neo smiles. "Are you flirting with me, bat boy? You know," she says, her hand resting on my thigh. "I've always had a thing for bathtubs."
I raise an eyebrow. "Bathtubs?"
Neo nods, her eyes never leaving mine, her black hair covers the shape of her body. "They're intimate. A place where you can do things..."
Something stirs in my pants. "Is that so?"
"Do you want to know what I like to do in bathtubs?" She asks, her voice a sultry whisper.
I nod. Her hand pulls me down to her. "I like to kiss," she says, her lips brushing against mine. "Deep kisses, the kind that leave you breathless." She presses her lips to mine, her tongue slipping into my mouth. I groan, my hand gripping her jaw, pulling her closer. Our tongues dance, exploring each other's mouths.
I let out a soft gasp, my back arching as Neo's mouth finds my neck, her teeth graze the sensitive flesh before sucking hard enough to leave a mark.
Neo’s teeth leave my skin as soon as she’s satisfied with her mark, and her eyes lock onto mine. "I like to touch," she says, her hands moving down to my belt and with a single motion, sheunbuckles it. "I like to feel your cock in my hand." A naughty smile appears on her face as she reaches in. Her fingers brush my hardened cock, stroking it slowly from base to tip; her thumb circles the head to spread out the pre-cum that has formed. I rock my hips forward, chasing the friction, my own hands clutching Neo's neck for support. I lean in, capturing Neo's lips in a hungry kiss, tongues sliding together as water moves around her. Breaking the kiss, I trail my mouth down Neo's jaw, nipping at her earlobe before whispering. "I need to be inside you."
She stands up in the tub, water cascading down her body. "Take your clothes off." My hands roam over her wet skin, tracing the curve of her hips and the swell of her breasts before undressing. "Sit! You are going to be my Creepmas gift."
I step into the tub slowly, first one foot and then the other. The heat of the water climbs up my legs, wrapping itself around me like a secret. As I sink deeper, the water embraces me, swallowing the tension in my shoulders and the weight in my mind. I lean back, letting my head rest against the cool porcelain, but I can’t relax—not entirely. Not when she looks at me like this, like a hungry cat waiting for its prey. She mounts me, straddling my hips.
I growl in response, my hand dipping below the water to tease Neo's entrance. I press a finger against the tight ring of muscles, circling it before I push a finger inside her. The heat of the bath makes everything smoother. Neo moans, her muscles pushing back against the feeling, my cock twitches in her grip. I add a second finger, curling them just right to brush against her most sensitive spot, making her thighs tremble in the process. "Fuck, such a tiny witch," I say, my breath hot against her ear. I pump my fingers faster, watching her face contort in pleasure, eyes half-lidded and lips parted. When Neo is panting and begging, I withdraw my fingers, lining up my thick cock at her entrance. I hold her gaze as I thrust upward, burying myselfto the hilt inside her in one smooth motion. Neo yells when I pull out almost completely before slamming back in, making the water splash around us.
My hands grip her hips, helping her move as I thrust into her. The water sloshes around us, splashing onto the floor as we lose ourselves in the moment. She leans forward, her breasts brush against my chest as she kisses me again. She rides me hard, water cascading over our joined bodies with each bounce. My cock slaps against her now leaking pussy. I lean forward, sucking one of her nipples into my mouth, biting down lightly while her hips move up relentlessly. The rhythm builds, wet skin is smacking together beneath the surface and bubbles pop around us.
The pressure coils tight in my gut; her moans turning to desperate pleas. I feel it too, my own release build as I keep fucking her.
We come together, Neo squirting over me in the hot water, her hand still pulsing around my cock. I follow seconds later, groaning as I release into the water, my hips jerking erratically. She collapses against me, breaths ragged, the water settling into gentle ripples around our spent forms.
I press a lazy kiss to Neo's temple, holding her close as the aftershock of our orgasms fades. "Ready for round two?" I tease, already hardening against her skin.
Chapter 11
NEO
The roof of the old house creaks under the weight of the fallen snow, its wooden beams soaked in decades of laughter and winter secrets. Outside, pine trees stand heavy with frost, and the world is hushed in white. Inside, the bedroom glows with a soft amber light and a fire crackles in the stone hearth. The flames cast flickers across the walls, and the scent of apple pie lingers in the air.
I lay beneath a thick quilt, my hair spilling across the pillow like ink on parchment. I dried off quickly after our steamy session in the bathtub, the chill winter air creating goosebumps all over my damp skin. The room is cozy, twinkling lights are strung across the wooden beams.
Nox steps out of the bathroom naked, his body is a masterpiece in the soft glow of the Christmas lights draped like garlands. The light gives his form a festive shimmer. Water droplets still cling to his broad shoulders and chiseled chest, tracing paths down the defined ridges of his abs that flex with each confident stride. They look like ornaments dangling on a living tree of temptation. His skin is completely tattooed in intricate patterns and they seem to dance in the multicolored lights. The red, green and gold lights highlight the black ink. Every tattoo looks like it has been colored by someone. His muscles are honed from hours training on his bike; his bicepsbulge slightly when he walks. He looks like an unwrapped and irresistible gift as he prowls towards the bed.
He moves with a predatory grace, his cock swinging heavy between his legs, semi-hard and thick even in rest, with veins prominent along its length. Its head is dusky pink that promises relentless pleasure. His face is strikingly handsome… his sharp jawline is shadowed with stubble, high cheekbones framing piercing gray eyes that smolder with intent and full lips curved in a knowing smirk. His dark hair, tousled from our bath and falls over his forehead, adding to the rugged allure that makes my pulse quicken just by watching him coming closer.
Nox's eyes gleam with mischief when he spots the half-eaten box of holiday treats on the nightstand. A candy cane, striped with red and white and smelling like peppermint, pokes out in invitation. He smiles and snatches it up. "On your tummy," he commands, his voice low and rough. I comply eagerly, rolling onto my stomach on the soft sheets, lifting my ass slightly. The quilt drapes over my lower back, but Nox tugs it down, exposing my bare skin to the warmth of the fire. I can feel my core burn from our earlier play, lips swollen and slick and my cheeks flush as I bury my face in the pillow, the anticipation making me squirm.
He straddles my thighs, his knees enclosing my hips and I feel his cock hang heavy and throbbing against the curve of my ass. He leans forward, one hand pressing gently between my shoulder blades to keep me in place, while the other unwraps the candy cane with the crinkle of plastic. The cool, rigid stick feels foreign in his grip, but he traces it slowly along my spine, watching me shiver. "Gonna fill you up with this sweet thing," he whispers, nipping at my earlobe.
He slides the tip of the candy cane down my back, over the dimples above my ass and between my cheeks. I gasp, pushing up as he teases the end against them, but Nox chucklesand moves lower. He nudges my thighs wider with his knees, positioning the candy cane at my entrance. The first push is light, the smooth, chill surface sliding along my folds, coating itself in my wetness.
"Fuck, you are going to taste even more delicious," Nox growls, pushing the end in slowly. I moan into the pillow, my fingers clutching the sheets as the candy cane breaches me, inch by thick inch. Of course, he opted for the large sized ones. It stretches me differently—unyielding and cool at first, but my heat warms it quickly. He twists it gently, and I feel it stirring inside my pussy, the ridges bumping against my inner walls. My hips buck back instinctively, trying to take more, the sensation sending sparks up my spine. Nox rocks his hips forward, his cock sliding between my ass cheeks as he fucks me with the candy cane. He thrusts it in deeper, pulling it out halfway before slamming it back in, the wet sound mixes with the fire's crackle. My breath comes in pants, my body rocking under him, my pussy clenching around the improvised toy. The candy cane melts slightly from the friction, adding a slick and sticky sweetness that eases his thrusts.
Nox takes it out and turns my body around. He kneels between my trembling thighs, his lips tracing patterns on my inner skin. His tongue flicks over my swollen clit before diving deep into my warmth, lapping up the sticky sweetness that has mixed with my arousal. One hand pins my hips to the mattress while the other strokes his own hardening length. And I shatter—my pussy spasming around his tongue, soaking the sheets as I come with a muffled scream. He keeps fucking me through it, drawing out every wave until I go limp, the candy cane flavor filling his mouth.
Chapter 12
NOX
