Stephen

☠Christmas Gift☠

I could feel Stephen's breaths on my neck, as he whispered into my ear. "Grace, I would like to have you for my dessert tonight."

I shut my eyes and listen to his deep sensual voice penetrate every cell in my body. "Grace dance with me please."He mutters.

He began to take my hands into his, as I looked up toward him and I nodded back a yes. I stood up on my shaky legs from my chair.

He walked us away from the table, wrapping his arm around my waist, leading me into the living room, before he begins to dance with me, slowly to the piece of classical music playing in the background.

"Grace, you look beautiful tonight."

"Thank you, Stephen."
"Grace you're shivering, are you cold!"

"No I'm not cold, I'm just a little nerve tonight Stephen, that's all," I said, just above a whisper. His index finger came up underneath my chin, tilting my head up, to look at him.

" Grace, don't be nerves, you know that I would never force myself upon you."

"I know you wouldn't, I'm just nerves because I care for you, I want to be with you tonight Stephen. I want you to make love to me."

The room became silent for a moment, before he spoke, "Grace, are you sure, that's what you really want? You really want me to make love to you tonight?"

"Yes, I do." His hand moved away from my chin, and came to the back of my neck."My lovely Grace, you are so beautiful," He whispers, before his lips met mine, with so much fire and passion in the kiss.

He picked me up into his arms, and carries me toward the bedroom, laying me down gently onto the bed.

When he finally pulled away from our heated passionate kiss. He stood up beside the bed and started to remove his suit jacket from him. I laid there as if I were in some kind of trance watching him undress.

He removes his shirt next from his body, and I watched as his perfectly sculpted chest starts to peak out underneath his crisp white shirt. I bit down on my bottom lip, to help, keep in my ragged breaths.

My hands came out beside me and grasp tighter onto the comforter underneath me, all I could think about, was how my hands would feel running across his perfectly firm body.

Stephen's eyes were locked on mine as he unbuttons his slacks and then slid them down his muscular legs toward the bedroom floor.

He just stood there for a moment, and let me take in all of his glory before he walks over to the foot of the bed, and crawls seductively like a panther on all fours up towards my legs as his strong hands slid up to my thighs, pushing them apart, kneeling between them.

I raised myself up a little more, watching him pull up my nightdress, as fingertips bushed across my lower stomach. His touch felt like scorching fire across my skin, causing me to lay my head back, and moan out."Awww."

One of his hands held firmly onto my waist, as he pulled me up towards him into a sitting position, pulling off my nightdress the rest of the way off my body, making sure his hands touch every inch of my hot sensitive skin.

When he removed the nightdress from me and tossed it to the floor, his hand came up to the back of my neck, holding me, gazing deeply into my eyes."Grace, are you sure you want me? That you want this?"He mumbles.

"Yes, I've never been so sure, of something, in my whole life. I want you, I want this."I whispered back to him.

He kisses me, laying my body back down gently onto the bed, the weight of his body purest gently against mine.