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Authors: Iris Deorre
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Chapter One
‘Come here let me see you.’
Celine had put on his favourite outfit. A red little number with the Santa hat.
‘You really love Christmas don’t you?’
‘If I could have Christmas everyday I would be the happiest man alive.’
Celine tried not to think about what he’d told her at least for the moment. Instead she gave into his demands. With the plane in the air flying through the clouds, he put his champagne aside and began to undress.
‘If I could do this everyday…’
‘You would be a happy man.’
‘Indeed I would.’
He took her in his arms and held her close. His body was warm and she looked over it looking for scars for some sign of illness but couldn’t see anything. Instead his body was perfect and tensed while he held her.
‘I love holding you like this.’
She leaned into him and just enjoyed the warmth, the tenderness. It was the best feeling in the world and she could understand why he’d want this everyday.
‘Come sit down.’ He led her back to her seat. ‘Let me see you.’ He widened her legs and slipped off the black silks. ‘You know I love you warm and wet.’
Celine whimpered as his mouth touched her lips. At first he was so gentle as if to tease her. He lifted each leg onto each arm rest and for a minute just admired her. She was amazing and he wanted to savour every moment. He put two fingers to her mouth and she took them into her mouth. She sucked and licked them before he retracted and placed them between her throbbing clit. He slowly ran the fingers up and down the sleeves missing the hole. Each time he lowered her middle produced more wetness. She cried and closed her eyes to the delight of his fingers.
He watched her as she enjoyed every moment of it, he smiled and brought his lips forward and met her pussy. With his fingers still exploring her, the tip of his tongue dipped into the middle.
‘Oh god!’ she let out.
Celine placed both hands over his head and forced him further into her. She pushed forward, grinding into his mouth, meeting the enthusiastic tongue as he sucked on her hard.
‘Oh yes, yes!’ The build up was inevitable. He was licking on the most sensitive part of her pussy. ‘Oh yes! Yeeees! Aaaaaaah!’ She let out as her body caved as she splashed out into his opened mouth.
He licked his lips satisfied and gazed up at her lovingly. She held out her hand and took him into her arms. He rested on her chest, listening to her beating heart. The kisses were tender against her skin, they moved across her breasts up towards her neck and finally her lips. She took his face into her hands and gave as much as he did. She kissed him as if it were the last time.
He dipped his tongue deep into her mouth, likewise she mirrored back each gesture. She was lost in it all trying to forget it all, hoping it was all a bad dream and that when she opened her eyes everything would be back to normal. But as he withdrew and locked his eyes on hers she knew this wasn’t to be so. The truth lay in his deep blue eyes, in the sadness as they glazed over.
‘I’m sorry I never said I love you sooner.’
‘You’ve said it now and that’s all that matters.’
He took her hand and threaded his through hers. His face scrunched into a frown as if to hold back the tears. She ran a soft hand down the side of his face and without words she told him she was there for him.
He pulled her down the seat, his hand still in he rs, his eyes still locked on hers. With his free hand he guided his thickness into her wetness. He ploughed into her his eyes not leaving her, his grip only tighter around her hand.
‘I …love you so much.’ He pushed harder and faster.
Celine watched him and took in the warmth of his thrust. It wasn’t just enjoyable it had a lot more meaning to it. She smiled faintly and then released her hand an d wrapped both around his neck. She drew him closer to feel his body, to feel him breathe to hear him pant. He pulled from her waist and
‘Come here let me see you.’
Celine had put on his favourite outfit. A red little number with the Santa hat.
‘You really love Christmas don’t you?’
‘If I could have Christmas everyday I would be the happiest man alive.’
Celine tried not to think about what he’d told her at least for the moment. Instead she gave into his demands. With the plane in the air flying through the clouds, he put his champagne aside and began to undress.
‘If I could do this everyday…’
‘You would be a happy man.’
‘Indeed I would.’
He took her in his arms and held her close. His body was warm and she looked over it looking for scars for some sign of illness but couldn’t see anything. Instead his body was perfect and tensed while he held her.
‘I love holding you like this.’
She leaned into him and just enjoyed the warmth, the tenderness. It was the best feeling in the world and she could understand why he’d want this everyday.
‘Come sit down.’ He led her back to her seat. ‘Let me see you.’ He widened her legs and slipped off the black silks. ‘You know I love you warm and wet.’
Celine whimpered as his mouth touched her lips. At first he was so gentle as if to tease her. He lifted each leg onto each arm rest and for a minute just admired her. She was amazing and he wanted to savour every moment. He put two fingers to her mouth and she took them into her mouth. She sucked and licked them before he retracted and placed them between her throbbing clit. He slowly ran the fingers up and down the sleeves missing the hole. Each time he lowered her middle produced more wetness. She cried and closed her eyes to the delight of his fingers.
He watched her as she enjoyed every moment of it, he smiled and brought his lips forward and met her pussy. With his fingers still exploring her, the tip of his tongue dipped into the middle.
‘Oh god!’ she let out.
Celine placed both hands over his head and forced him further into her. She pushed forward, grinding into his mouth, meeting the enthusiastic tongue as he sucked on her hard.
‘Oh yes, yes!’ The build up was inevitable. He was licking on the most sensitive part of her pussy. ‘Oh yes! Yeeees! Aaaaaaah!’ She let out as her body caved as she splashed out into his opened mouth.
He licked his lips satisfied and gazed up at her lovingly. She held out her hand and took him into her arms. He rested on her chest, listening to her beating heart. The kisses were tender against her skin, they moved across her breasts up towards her neck and finally her lips. She took his face into her hands and gave as much as he did. She kissed him as if it were the last time.
He dipped his tongue deep into her mouth, likewise she mirrored back each gesture. She was lost in it all trying to forget it all, hoping it was all a bad dream and that when she opened her eyes everything would be back to normal. But as he withdrew and locked his eyes on hers she knew this wasn’t to be so. The truth lay in his deep blue eyes, in the sadness as they glazed over.
‘I’m sorry I never said I love you sooner.’
‘You’ve said it now and that’s all that matters.’
He took her hand and threaded his through hers. His face scrunched into a frown as if to hold back the tears. She ran a soft hand down the side of his face and without words she told him she was there for him.
He pulled her down the seat, his hand still in he rs, his eyes still locked on hers. With his free hand he guided his thickness into her wetness. He ploughed into her his eyes not leaving her, his grip only tighter around her hand.
‘I …love you so much.’ He pushed harder and faster.
Celine watched him and took in the warmth of his thrust. It wasn’t just enjoyable it had a lot more meaning to it. She smiled faintly and then released her hand an d wrapped both around his neck. She drew him closer to feel his body, to feel him breathe to hear him pant. He pulled from her waist and
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