When I open my door Nick hands me a beautiful bouquet of roses. There is a string of white lights strung through out the flowers that flicker on and off.

“Nick. These are stunning!”

He follows me into my condo, taking off his jacket. I put the flowers on my table and turn to him. He pulls me into his arms and kisses me until my toes curls.

“Hi,” he whispers.

“Hi.” I kiss him again. “I missed you.”

It’s crazy how much I mean the words. I just saw him, but it feels like forever.

“I missed you, too.”

We continue to kiss and I lead him to the living room. I push him onto the couch before straddling him, our lips never parting. When his hand goes under my shirt I moan. Yes. This is what I’ve been craving all day.

“What are you wearing under there?” he asks, caressing my breast.

“I went shopping again.”

“Fuck yes. Show me.”

Grinning, I lean back and lift my shirt. The silky piece is literally a holiday bow around my breasts. He pulls my shirt over my head and stares, his cock growing hard.

“What does the rest look like?”

I stand and unbutton my skirt, letting it fall to the ground. The panties are made out of the same material with two bows on each of my hips. I lift the end of one of the bows.

“One tug here and I’m naked from the waist down.”

His eyes are dark as he pulls the silky material. The cool air feels good against my heated skin. I settle back on his lap.

“Well, Mr. Holiday-”

“Grind on me.”

“What?”

He puts his hands on my hips. “Grind on me.”

I wrap my arms around his neck and begin moving against him. His pants create a wonderful friction and I increase my pace. They more I move, the harder his cock gets. His hips rise, meeting my thrust and I moan.

“Keep going.”

He squeezes my hip and I continue to rock against him. My entire body is tingling. I’m getting so close to coming.

I gasp out, “I don’t want to come like this.”

His hips buck. “How do you want to come?”

“Around your cock.”

His hand moves between us, unzipping his pants. He rubs the tip of his dick again me and I whimper. I want this so much…

“Nick, do it.”

I rise up and he stares at me, his beautiful eyes dark with lust.

He kisses me. “I promise I’ll fuck you without a condom soon.”

He slips the rubber on and then pulls me down onto his cock. We both moan and I begin humping him until we’re both sweaty and saying incoherent things to each other. He comes first, crying my name out and I’m right behind him.

“Oh, Nick!”

My orgasm is so intense that I see white bursts of light behind my eyes.

When I finally stop shaking I lean forward and kiss him.

“Let’s go to the bedroom. You haven’t finished opening your present.”

I climb off him, sad for the loss of him in my body.

No other man will ever be enough for me.

The thought makes me pause. He stands and takes my hand into his own. We stare into each other’s eyes and my heart misses a beat.

We get to the bedroom and he sweeps me off my feet, carrying me to the bed. He climbs onto the mattress next to me. I giggle when he uses his mouth to untie the bow, but my giggles quickly turn to moans when he showers my body with caresses and kisses.

And when we have sex it feels different. It feels a lot like love. And I think I’m finally ready to let myself be happy.