Last Christmas, I gave you a dream
But the very next day,
you stopped clicking play
This year,
To conquer my fears,
I’ll make it so very special…
OK, I tried really hard to announce this year’s Christmas dream in Wham! style, but it didn’t quite work out.
So without further ado, here’s the 2017 Christmas Dream!
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Did I mention the extra scene is #NSFW? No? It is!
Happy holidays!
Sigrid
Hannah woke up to find her laptop still on and humming. On her screen, she could see Milly, blissfully asleep, unaware that Hannah was watching her.
Hannah rolled onto her side. She moved the laptop back a bit so she would have a better view. Her lips curved into a smile as her eyes adjusted to the light coming from the screen.
The image was a bit grainy. But Hannah could see plenty. Milly’s hair was tousled. One arm lay sprawled over her head, the other beside her. She was resting on the pillow Hannah recognised as Milly’s favorite.
She packed the pillow in her carry-on luggage every time she traveled. It was one of the many delightful details Milly had shared about herself these last few days.
Milly’s cheeks were illuminated by the blueish light of the laptop. Her full lips formed the tiniest of smiles. Hannah was tempted to lean in and kiss the screen.
She reached for the trackpad instead and clicked to mute her microphone. It was only a matter of time before Charles would notice she was awake. He got very chatty at times and Hannah didn’t want to wake Milly up.
She let out a deep, contented sigh as she made herself comfortable again. The calm she felt almost seemed foreign to her.
She wished Milly was here, of course. She ached to feel Milly’s warm breath tickling her skin. She missed feeling Milly’s body pressed against her own.
Hannah wanted to keep watching Milly sleep, but her eyelids were growing heavy. Milly’s breathing was clearly audible and Hannah decided to listen to her instead.
She closed her eyes and focused on Milly’s slow breaths. It only took a few seconds before she drifted off. Now half conscious, Milly’s breathing seemed to surround her.
Suddenly, a comfortable warmth enveloped her. The first thing she heard was the music. An old Christmas record she vaguely recognized, was playing. Hannah stretched out her legs lazily.
That’s when she became aware of an arm wrapped around her waist. A moment later, she noticed fingertips softly stroking her stomach. Hannah took in a deep breath, enjoying the delicate tickling.
She tried to lie still so Milly wouldn’t stop. In the background, the music switched to a new, festive song. The divine scent of freshly made coffee made her nose twitch.
When Milly’s fingers suddenly moved down a bit, Hannah’s lips parted in surprise. A surge of heat engulfed her. The ache of desire was so demanding Hannah instinctively arched her back.
She bit back a whimper as she became aware of Milly’s heated and naked skin pressing against her own.
Milly’s hand grasped Hannah’s hip and pulled her even closer. She nuzzled Hannah’s hair.
“You smell so good,” she said breathily.
The need in Hannah’s centre intensified.
“And you feel so good,” she replied.
Milly slipped her hand between Hannah’s thighs, playing with the soft curls she found there. Hannah focused on keeping her breathing more or less under control.
“I made breakfast,” Milly said and nibbled on Hannah’s earlobe.
“You’re a tease,” Hannah said, her voice low and husky.
“I even put on Christmas music…”
Milly was now stroking Hannah’s inner thigh. Hannah moved her leg to give Milly a bit more space.
“In a hurry, huh? Don’t want to have breakfast first?” Milly teased.
Hannah could feel Milly’s chest rise and fall against her back.
“You’re driving me insane,” she groaned.
Milly chuckled hoarsely. “Already?”
She ran her finger all the way up Hannah’s inner thigh but stopped just short of where Hannah really wanted her to be. Hannah dug her nails into the mattress.
“Maybe…” Milly said as she let her hand travel over soft, wet folds for just a moment. “Maybe you should roll onto your stomach.”
Milly’s voice, heavy with desire, made Hannah tremble. She did as she was told and rolled over.
The sheets were now tangled between her legs. Her shoulders and back were exposed, but she didn’t mind.
Milly kissed the back of Hannah’s neck. Teeth raked over her heated skin. Her hand squeezed Hannah’s behind hungrily.
“You’re beautiful,” she whispered.
Milly pushed herself up and moved over Hannah. Soft breasts and tight nipples pressed into Hannah’s back. Her upper thigh rested between Hannah’s legs.
Hannah gasped and rolled her hips, frustrated to feel only sheets brushing against her core. She needed Milly there, desperately.
Milly was placing kisses on Hannah’s shoulders and back, while she moved down her body. Her breathing was more labored now, her thigh pressing into Hannah more insistently.
Hannah grabbed the pillow, frustrated Milly wasn’t giving her what she wanted. The throbbing between her thighs was becoming nearly unbearable now.
Milly hungrily kissed the side of Hannah’s hips, her hands running up and down her thighs. Hannah opened her legs wider. The fresh air in the room felt like a soft breeze over her slick skin.
But not for long. Hot fingers finally dipped into Hannah’s wetness and stroked all the way up to Hannah’s hardened clit. Hannah screamed in both surprise and pleasure.
Milly quickly retreated, though, and Hannah dug her fingernails into the pillow once more.
“God,” she groaned in despair. “Please, touch me,” she begged.
Milly pushed Hannah’s legs further apart and sat up. Just the thought of Milly taking in the view, seeing Hannah fully exposed, made Hannah’s blood boil even more.
Milly took in a sharp breath and groaned. She placed a hand onto the bed to steady herself and pushed the other one between Hannah’s thighs. Hannah hissed when Milly’s finger slipped inside her.
Her hips immediately started rocking against Milly’s hand. Milly too rolled her hips as she moved her fingers inside Hannah in a slow, steady rhythm. Hannah whimpered and begged for more.
Milly slipped in another finger. Hannah moaned loudly and threw her head back. She was close to the edge, already feeling the climax build. She completely lost herself in the rhythm of their lovemaking.
But then Milly stopped. Hannah groaned in despair.
“Oh no, no, please,” she pleaded. “Please don’t stop.”
Milly sat up on her knees, panting. “Turn around,” she said.
Hannah let a frustrated, almost angry, sigh. She had to pull her leg up to her chest to be able turn around with Milly sitting between her legs. Every movement, every second, was pure torture.
Milly’s hungry gaze quickly made her forgot about her frustration, though. Hannah lied down again and boldly stared back at Milly.
A possessive grin spread across Milly’s lips while she slowly lowered herself. They held each other’s gaze until Milly’s lips closed around Hannah’s clit. Hannah threw her head back.
Feeling Milly’s tongue slip over her wet flesh was almost too much to take. Hannah buried her fingers into Milly’s hair and pulled her closer.
Milly moaned and increased the pressure. Her fingernails dug into Hannah’s hips as she flicked her tongue over Hannah’s clit confidently again and again.
After just a few strokes, Hannah’s mind short-circuited. Violent waves of pleasure washing over her. Her body shook from the power of her climax.
Finally, she fell back onto the bed, struggling to catch her breath.
“Oh my God,” she whispered. She ran her trembling hands through her hair.
Milly collapsed on top of her, her thigh pressing into Hannah’s overly sensitive flesh. Hannah groaned loudly. Milly chuckled between ragged breaths. She buried her face in Hannah’s neck.
“You are so sexy,” she whispered.
Hannah smiled tiredly. She wrapped her arms around Milly, enjoying the feeling of damp skin on damp skin. Milly’s rapid breathing tickled her ear.
Hannah grinned. She let her hands travel over Milly’s back and cupped her behind. Milly’s hips rolled in response. A soft, low moan escaped from her lips.
Hannah loved feeling Milly tremble on top of her. “I should make her beg for it,” she thought. But desire was already making her impatient. She wanted nothing more than to hear Milly scream her name.
Hannah slipped her hand between their bodies. She wasn’t surprised to find Milly wet and ready for her, but still moaned as she dipped her fingers into the swollen folds.
Milly pushed into her eagerly. She was whimpering between strained breaths. Hannah delved her fingers into Milly’s hair and met her gaze full on.
Milly’s brown eyes were filled with both wonder and desperate need as she moved her body over Hannah’s fingers at an increasing pace. Seeing Milly so beautiful and vulnerable took Hannah’s breath away.
“Oh yes, baby. Almost,” Milly moaned, her voice shaky and high.
They rolled their hips together in an increasingly frantic rhythm. The sound of their urgent, ragged breaths filled the room.
Just a few moments later, Milly’s whole body started shaking violently. Hannah felt her heart explode in her chest as she watched the woman she loved scream her name in pleasure.
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