An Early Christmas Present

The light of the Christmas tree twinkled in the beautiful sunlight of the morning. I looked over at the huge window in our apartment, the sunlight was beaming through. The gorgeous blue sky somewhat calmed my nerves.

Somewhat.

Where was he?

His tour ended Friday, it's Sunday morning.

I began pacing around impatiently in my pink bathrobe. Three months has been entirely too long and I need him now.

Then the front door unlocked.

Finally.

I whipped my head around and there he was. Deep brown hair and jade green eyes, in that brown leather coat, black t shirt and skinny jeans that were a deep blue.

"I'm home," he said with a wide crooked grin. He took off his jacket to reveal the effects of three months of working out.

"Thank god," I mumbled, moving swiftly across the apartment. I pushed the door closed and dropped to my knees. I unzipped his pants and fished out that long cock from his underwear.

"Dear..." He began.

"Shut the fuck up." I mumbled. I took the head into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it. I pumped one hand up and down and he instantly grew hard. The moans in pleasure fueled me and I went deeper, swallowing him almost whole. He was hard now, and I loved it. I felt two hands on my long hair guide me in ever deeper and rapid.

"Damn, baby, what's gotten into you?" His breaths became shallow.

I located his balls, cupped them in my free hand and played with them. The swear under his breath told me he liked that alot.

"Babe, I'm almost-fucking hell." I looked up at him, my eyes wide and innocent while sucking, spitting, and swallowing him. He pulled his lip in between his teeth and grunted hard. I felt his release into my mouth. It was warm and salty and delicious. I swallowed and sighed, tilting my head back.

Standing up, I wiped my mouth with my hand and smiled. He was still coming down from his release and he looked a me with downturned eyes. His natural smolder was so sexy it turned me on even more.

"I love you so much," he huffed in a low voice. I wrapped my hands around his neck and he kissed mine. His soft tongue caressed my collarbone and I dug my hands into his hair, tugging on it slightly. He undid the belt on my pink robe and took it off, swearing at the lacy black slip with lace I was wearing.

I suddenly felt hands on my hips and my back against the wall. I couldn't help but smile and he pumped himself, taking in my body as I stuck my hands against the wall.

He swiftly entered me and I felt all of him, thanking my lucky stars for birth control. I gasped in pleasure and he lifted me up while I locked my legs around him.

Moving my body up and down, I couldn't help but cry out, pounding me faster and faster I felt like I was going to erupt.

"Shit, yes."

"Yes, what?" He grunted as he thrusted one last time and I unwrapped my legs.

I pushed him slightly and he fell backward and I climbed on top of him. Never breaking eye contact, I positioned myself on top of him and slid myself in. Swiveling my hips, I responded:

"Yes, daddy." I responded.

"So fucking fit you are," he whispered.

"Don't you love it, daddy?" I cupped my breasts and kept my gaze as he guided my hips. I went faster and faster and moaned.

Sitting up, the sunlight beaming from the window illuminated his sweaty face, hair matted to his skin.

Still sitting on top of him, he grabbed my breasts and pounded into me rapidly. I felt the life pour into me and my head was thrown back, the euphoria rushed into me and I felt myself grow warm. My entire body began to shake as I reached my climax and he pulled out just as I was about to scream and orgasm.

He slipped two fingers into me as he climbed on top of me and started exploring inside of me.

"Yes, daddy, please." I gasped. He dove inside of me and my hands found themselves tugging at his hair again. I loved the way his head felt in between my legs and he picked them up as he sucked me.

Licking my clitoris, I quickly came to my height again.

"Fuck, yes...!" I shrieked and felt my body quiver. My back arched and I felt a wave send over my body. The familiar sensation was magnified by how much I missed him.

"I love you so much," he said, rising his head up.

Still coming down from my rush, I sighed.

"I love and missed you. Entirely. And forever." I ran my hands through my hair and sat up as he found his underwear. I hadn't even noticed he had any on. The boxers were black and had the words Calvin Klein running across the band. I was turned on all over again at the sight of him in a t shirt and boxers.

He's so endless to me.