"Ohh, Joe, doesn't the tree look absolutely stunning?" Kara whispered, snuggling closer to her boyfriend of three years. The couple gazed up at the newly decorated Christmas tree that sat in the corner of her living room. The round red and shiny ornament balls rested peacefully on the branches of the tall green tree. The day had been spent rustling through boxes from the basement and laughing at old Popsicle stick decorations that she had made in pre-school. "Mom prepared me well when I moved out of the house," she had giggled.
Joe turned his head to look at Kara, her chestnut-colored hair surrounding her full, beautiful face. Her two big blue eyes were shining on her soft tan face. He often wondered how such an amazing, voluptuous woman had fallen into his arms. He did not question it too long, fearing that she was only a figment of his imagination. Wrapping his arms tighter around her body, he leaned down to her ear. "Baby, you look stunning."
Kara giggled. She thought it was the most adorable thing when Joe spoke to her. He was so lean and athletic-looking; he looked so tough. The soft, sweet words that came out of his mouth hardly matched his physical image. His hand enveloped hers and squeezed it tightly. "I'm glad I'm spending Christmas with you again this year."
Smiling, Kara removed her zip-up sweater. "So am I. Can you fix the fire, though? It's becoming like a sauna in here, and you remember what happened last time the fire got too hot."
Joe remembered. The fire alarm went off, and due to her paranoid mother, the alarms alerted the fire department. Although she was twenty-two, her mother still considered her to be her 'baby.' The volunteers firefighters arrived at the house in a jiffy, kind of aggravated to find out it was just a mistake. He was quick to respond to what she asked for. Kara had been in a frustrated mood all day due to holiday stresses. She had complained about Christmas shopping all through lunch and Joe had suggested they decorate the tree to easy her worries.
Joe pushed his hands on the plush carpet and lifted himself from the floor. He turned the wood around in the fireplace, removing a piece and placing it to the side. The flames became a bit smaller and the room seemed to cool off a little already. He quickly returned to Kara's side, taking in what he saw in front of him. Kara laid on her side, her lower body covered in stretch-fitting jeans, her top with a white t-shirt. Since she had not left the house all day, she felt no need to put on a bra. Joe could see the outline of her dime-sized nipples through her shirt.
On the floor again, Joe ran his hand onto Kara's side, making her shiver by his touch. She smiled at him, saying, "You know that tickles me, Joey."
"It also makes you wet," he replied, bluntly. He reached down to unbutton her jeans.
Kara's hands were instantly on top of his, stopping him from removing her pants. "Take it slow, sweetie. What's the rush?" With that, she positioned herself on her back and gently pulled him down on top of her. She strained her neck to reach her lips to his and kiss him.
Joe's strength was weakened at the moment their lips touched, igniting a different energy within him. He kissed her back, easing his tongue between her sweet lips and meshing it with hers. His hands wandered to her neck and side of her face. Joe gently massaged her jawbone, moving his thumb up and down her face.
The urges within took over Kara's body when she reached down to the bottom of her shirt and removed it in on swift movement. Her full breasts were exposed to Joe, the lights from the Christmas tree shining different lights onto them. Her nipples were soft and not yet standing.
Not able to contain himself, Joe reached up to her breasts and took them in his hands. He rubbed each tip, making them hard between his thumb and pointer fingers. He leaned down and took the left nipple in his mouth, swirling his tongue around it, sucking it rhythmically to the tune of Jingle Bells that was playing from the Santa ornament on the tree.
Kara arched her back, pushing her chest to her lover. She took this opportunity to undo her own pants and slide them off, leaving her clad in her g-string underwear. Joe noticed this, a smirk on his face. He knew just what to do.
Still massaging Kara's nipples, Joe leaned his head down to her ear. "What's wrong, baby?" he asked.
