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a thunk from the tree being dropped. I turn to see what he’s doing and the next thing I know I am being spun to the back of the closed front door.
    His hands all over me as he kisses up my neck and back down to my chest as he undoes the buttons of my coat. We kick off our boots and I raise one leg to wrap around his waist and he grabs my ass and lifts me up. I have both legs around him now. He reaches up my shirt and grabs my breast, I instinctively arch my body into his grasp.
    Ben groans at my movement and he carries me to the sofa, dropping me on my back, I stretch my body out and he is on me faster than I can blink. He has my pants and panties off and I am removing my top and bra, and then taking off his shirt. He pushes down his pants and shorts to reveal his drop dead fuckable body. I start to pant at the sight of him.
    “Ben I need you so bad,” I tell him and I, feeling brave and eager, reach down my body and start to play with myself. I see his cock twitch as he stands at the end of the black leather sofa. That gives me the strength to do a little more, if me just rubbing myself a little gets him going…
    “Keep going,” he tells me and his hand grips his hardness.
    I reach up with my other hand and start to message my heavy with want breasts. I don’t take my eyes off of Ben; his searing look only drives me on more. I rub my nipple with my fingers and let out a soft moan. Feeling my own wetness I enter myself and I hear Ben gasp. “Oh Ben, I need to feel you inside of me.”
    “I want to see you come by yourself,” he says in a ragged breath.
    I spread my legs further and lift one up to the back of the sofa, to give him a better view. I hear him say “Fuck Tess, that hot as hell. I could come by just watching you.”
    I start to pick up my own pace and start to rub my clit a little harder and faster. I can’t contain my moaning. I close my eyes, imagining Ben’s mouth on me.
    That’s when I feel Ben move on top of me and I open my eyes, “I can’t take anymore, or I won’t be able to finish you off.”
    I move my hand to his length and he moans out, “knees.”
    I, eager to get him inside of me obey. I quickly turn myself around and I feel him at my back just as fast. He leans in and breaths, “Ready?” I can’t even speak I am so turned on, that I just nod. I feel his hand first as he glides a finger inside of me, nearly making me come. I turn back to see him putting it in his mouth and slowly pulls it out and makes an ‘mmm…’ noise. Then he slams into me. I can’t help but yell out, it feels so amazing.
    Both of us needing this, this force, this intensive connection, we keep it going as long as we can. Our bodies are learning from each other, I can tell when he is close by his and he can tell by mine. We collapse together at the end of it. Completely sated.
    We lounge on the sofa for I don’t even know how long, he just runs his fingertips up and down my side. “What are we going to do with the tree?” I ask.
    “Oh yeah,” he chuckles.
    “Was I that mind blowing for you to forget?” I tease.
    With a big smile, “Damn straight!”
    Ben make-shifts a tree stand as I go through my boxes to find a strand of lights from my mini tree. We string them around the tree and we take a step back and look. “Needs more than just lights, don’t you think?” He asks me.
    “Got popcorn?”
     

     
    We spend most of the rest of the night stringing popcorn and finding little random objects to fill in our tree.
    Our first tree.

 

     

     
     
    Its Christmas morning. It’s a bitter sweet kind of day. Yes, it’s our first together, but… we go see Caroline in rehab today also. She has only been there for a couple of days and they typically don’t want a patient having visitors so soon, but its Christmas. Honestly, I don’t think they could keep out the Mitchells.
    “What time did your father say to meet there?” I ask over my hot cup of coffee.
    “Two o’clock.”
    I nod, “Are you