Under The Mistletoe

Part 11

Tickle

The snacks were great. We settled nicely on the couch to watch Game of Thrones. I had already watched all of the available seasons and was enjoying watching her watch them. She snuggled into my arms and I relaxed enough to fall asleep.

I made it through the first episode he turned on and fell asleep halfway through the second. I woke up after a bit, safe and warm in his arms. My face was pressed into his chest. He smelled so good. A glance at the clock informed me that it was just past 1 am. I lightly tickled his ribs to wake him up.

Her light tickle startled me and I woke up with an apprehensive jerk but settled the second I caught her scent. "Sorry. Bedtime?"

"Yep. We get to sleep on new sheets. My favorite." I sat up and stretched. "Let's go." I turned off the TV and headed towards the bedroom.

I rolled off the couch stretched and followed her to the room. "Didn't we--"

I spun around and wrapped my arms around his neck and our faces were centimeters apart. "Didn't we what?"

"No, that was before we changed the sheets." I looked back at the door and let the memory carry me for a second then looked back down into her eyes and smiled. What time is it?"

"A little past 1, but more importantly, time to kiss me." I pushed myself on my toes and captured his lips with mine and took what I wanted. I was getting very used to this kind of trial run that we were doing. I backed off to take a breath. "Why can't we just make this permanent?"

"Babe." I kissed her back gently at first then as passionately as I could. I didn't want to talk about anything, especially that. I pulled her as close to me as I could manage and just held on.

He avoided the question by kissing me and pulling me into his arms. I sighed. I knew we were both going to get very attached to this living situation. I was starting to wonder why I agreed to it, but it was nice. We never spent the night alone unless one of us was on a trip somewhere, but it sure would be easier if we just had one home instead of two.

"I love you." I held her close and kissed her harder as I started to back towards the room. "But I don't want my mother to kill us, and she will. So let's just put a pin in that one until later okay?" I went back to kissing her and leading her into my room.

I let him kiss me and guide me into the bedroom. I would drop it again for now, but it was a point of contention between us. I was willing to bet that we could have a discussion with his parents and smooth everything over, but it was his choice. I bit at his lips and tangled my fingers in his hair. I pulled a little, eliciting a growl from him. I was playing a little aggressively. We soon found ourselves at the edge of the bed. He sat down and pulled me down to straddle his lap, never breaking the kiss. I took my hands out of his hair and reached for the hem of his shirt. I wasn't as careful with my fingernails as I usually am and I ended up scratching him a little. It didn't seem like it was a deterrent for him.

Her fingernails on my skin caught me pleasantly off guard, I growled as I kissed her and raised my arms so my shirt could come off. I was ready for whatever she wanted to dish out and it felt quite a bit like she was the one needing the control for a change. I gladly gave it to her.

I pulled the shirt over his head, disconnecting our lips to allow the material pass. I tossed it aside and just held his eyes with mine. I pushed him back on the bed and pulled my t-shirt off. I ran my hands over his chest unsure of what I wanted or where the fire was coming from. I leaned down and found my favorite spot on his neck to nibble on and bit him. I don't know who it surprised more, him or me. I think we both gasped, but I didn't stop. I found his lips and kissed him harder than I ever had and I pressed his wrists into the bed.

I relaxed and just gave in to her demanding needs. It was unlike me to be submissive in any way, but the show was hers. I didn't need to tell her that. I would do most anything she demanded of me. It was time to find my limits. I let her push me as she pushed herself.

I climbed off of him and stood up. "Up please," I commanded. I stripped off my pajama pants and his and bent over the bed with my ass on full display. "Take me. Now." I wasn't quite sure who this Lizzie was, but she needed to be unleashed.

I grabbed her hips and lined us up and did precisely as she commanded I do. She was hot and wet and ready. I moaned and growled as I drove into her and her body swallowed mine. I loved every part of my girl, including this one. I didn't know if she wanted hard or fast but the demand in her voice and the power of her actions dictated that I not go easy so I found a hard strong stroke and set the pace that way, diving deep with every movement. My fingers dug into her hips as I pulled her to me. I growled and moaned her name.

He was giving me exactly what I apparently needed. The words, fuck me Avi, tore out of my mouth several times. I was so ready as I tightened around him. I really needed to get a handle on this Lizzie. She was crazy.

I was taken aback but didn't bother with stopping. I could handle this Lizzie as long as she didn't come to stay. I felt her tighten and grip me as she tumbled over that edge wildly, I went right along with her and pushed on through. I slowed things down but didn't stop as I waited to see if she might want more while I was still able to give it to her.