The Golden Rule 2: The One That Got Away

Christmas

Marco groggily opened one eye, not knowing if he was awake or still dreaming.

He was in his room, the sun rays streaming in his room through the drawn curtains of his balcony.

A beautiful woman dressed in nothing but his white shirt was standing by the glass sliding doors, the melody of White Christmas playing in the background. He stared at the vision, amazed at the ethereal sight.

The woman suddenly turned around and flashed him a dazzling smile. His eyes affixed on her, she made a slow sultry walk towards him and then climbed on the bed and on top of him.

" Merry Christmas, Butthead, " she murmured smilingly and dropped a quick kiss on his lips.

Her lips were just too soft and sweet for it to be just a dream. Marco realized and then snaked his arms around Ari's half naked body. His body quickly reacted to the touch, awakening not just his senses but his manhood as well.

She was fucking real, alright.

" Mmm, I could stay here in bed all day, " Marco murmured running his hands in her hair and pulling her close for more kisses.

She chuckled as she kissed him back. When he heard her moan in between kisses, Marco was quick to switch their positions. She was laying beneath him in seconds her hair sprayed out on the white sheets.

He has never seen such a beautiful sight. He could stay there and watch her all day.

" Your earlier idea is tempting but we need to get out of bed soon, " Ari told him as she played with his hair. " I don't think your mom will forgive us if we skip Christmas lunch."

He gave her a sly smile as he hooked her underwear with his finger and pulled it down her legs. " We're not skipping it. We're just going to be slightly delayed. "

Ari's face curled into a smile watching him peel off his boxers. " Oh are we now? "

" Yes baby, " he murmured as he traced kisses on her ear and down her neck. " I just need fifteen minutes. "

Ari chuckled in between groans. " Fifteen minutes might not be enough, sweetheart. "

Marco quickly nudged her legs apart as he positioned himself between them. " I will need to make up later for this morning's lack of quality time. Can't have my mom disowning us both. "

Ari's low laugh turned into a moan when Marco slowly sank inside of her.

They didn't need fifteen. They found their release in twelve and were panting hard as they both collapsed on their backs after their quick lovemaking.

" That was one hell of a wake up call, " Marco said in between breaths turning his head to look at Ari.

She grinned, her face radiant and glowing. She leaned forward and planted a quick peck on his lips.

" Good morning, Butthead, "

He turned to his side and pulled her closer to him. His face curled into a smile as he looked into her hazel brown eyes, his hand playing with her hair.

" Did I ever tell you how much I love you? "

She pursed her lips together . " Only about a dozen times. "

" Not enough then? " He mused out.

" I don't mind hearing it more often, "

Marco chuckled and planted a soft kiss on Ari's forehead. " I love you, Ariana. "

She snuggled closer to him and he heard her whisper in response. " I love you, too, Marco. "

He tightened his grip on her, his chest rumbling with emotions every time she said those three little words. He waited his whole life to hear her say them and he didn't think he could ever get used to it.