A Christmas to Love You (2 page)

A while later MacKenzie and I arrive at Harrah’s hotel and casino in Atlantic City. We decided to park the car in the garage instead of valet. Fine by me, I have a thing about letting other people I don’t know drive my cars.

I park the car on the top floor of the parking garage where it is basically empty and walk around to CC’s side to open the door for her. When she stands I cup her face with both of my hands. A gust of cold wind tunnels through us and CC burrows herself into me trying to keep warm. I kiss her pink plump lips. Every time I look at them all I want to do is taste them. They’re always so sweet because of that lip gloss she wears.

“As much as I love kissing you I’m freezing my ass off. Can we finish this inside?” She says as she wipes a tear from her eye.

“Let’s go.”

I grab for her hand and walk us around to the trunk popping it open and reaching for the garment bag that I put on top of our overnight bags so it didn’t wrinkle.

“What’s that?” CC asks.

“Clothes.”

“No shit.” She says sarcastically.

I hand her the bag. “I’ve got plans for us. Just carry this in and I’ll grab the other bags.” I reach into the trunk once more and grab our bags before shutting it and locking it up. As we walk to the entrance, CC wraps her arm around mine since I don’t have a free hand. I look down at her and smile. I love that she always feels the need to hold on to me like I’m going somewhere.

We take the elevator down to the second floor and then take the escalators down to the casino floor. We walk down the path to check in so we can get the key card to our room. I may have went a little crazy and rented us a suite for the weekend which we didn’t really need. We decided we weren’t buying each other anything for Christmas since we can just go and buy whatever we want when we want. Made sense to me but this is as much my Christmas present to myself as it is hers. I wanted the weekend away with my beautiful wife, just the two of us, only worrying about us. I want to be able to have sex with my wife for just a weekend whenever the fuck I want and not have to worry about Ryder walking in on us or hearing Olivia’s cries because of shitty timing. I think we deserve it.

CC is looking around not paying attention thankfully when the lady confirms my reservation for the suite. Of course once the lady realizes the room I’ve booked, her underpaid and overworked demeanor changes. She plasters on a smile, straightens her back and calls me Mr. McCormick instead of Sir like she had been referring to me.
So that’s what blowing a lot of money down here is like.

“Is there anything else we can do for you, Mr. McCormick?” The lady asks.

“No thanks. That’s it.” I return her smile. I turn to grab our bags but before I can get my hand on the handles a hand reaches for them first.

“I’ve got them, Mr. McCormick.”

The bellhop takes our two bags and places them on the cart. I reach for the garment bag CC is holding and hang it from the cart as well. I reach down for CC’s hand but the look on her face is priceless.

“What the hell is going on?” She asks with raised eyebrows.

I shrug. “Spending the weekend away with my wife?”

She narrows her eyes at me not believing me for a second. I take her hand and follow behind the bellhop. Every time I glance down at her she’s still glaring at me and my smile grows. I love leaving her in the dark on things like this. It keeps our relationship exciting, she never expects me to do these things and when I can pull something off like this, the look on her face is fucking amazing.

When we step into the elevator I wrap my arms around her and pull her so her back is leaning against my chest. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

The elevator dings and we step off. The rooms are far and few between. Finally finding our room the bellhop opens the door and allows us to walk in. The first thing I hear is CC gasp and that puts a smug grin on my face. It’s what I was going for with this surprise.

“Hunter,” CC steps further into the room as the bellhop unloads bags into the closet. I pull out some money and hand it over to him just before he slips away from the room.

The suite is exhilarating and perfect. There are floor to ceiling windows that overlook soothing waters below. In the living room there are two couches, a chair and a flat screen TV. In the corner there is a table with two chairs and a lamp in the middle. In the other corner there is a fully stocked bar with four chairs and also the two chocolate cupcakes I requested. I walk behind the bar to open the curtains silently counting till five because I know CC is searching for the bathroom. Seconds later CC screams like a little girl that is seeing her favorite boy band play live. I laugh to myself because she’s found the bathroom. It was the one thing that sold me on the suite. I walk down the hall and into the first door that is open. The bathroom is done up in different color blue tiles on the wall where the vanities are, there is his and her sinks and a common counter. Straight back there is a jetted tub big enough for two people. The back wall of it is mirrored and the two sides are tiled tan. The other side of the room has a separate shower big enough for two people. It has shower heads on both sides of the shower and even one of those glorious fucking showers above your head that gives you the feeling of standing in a cascading waterfall of rain.

“Hunter,” CC twists around with her arms out. “Can you put this in our house?”

I chuckle.

She stops dead in her tracks. “I’m serious.”

I stalk over to where she is standing and walk her backwards until her ass hits the counter. I lift her up and sit her down. She opens her legs for me to come closer. “Maybe you should show me how serious you are, baby.” I place a kiss on her lips, she moans.

My fingertips skirt up her thighs and land on her ass, I pull her closer to me. I can smell her arousal and my mouth waters. I’ve had it a thousand times and I can never seem to get enough. I grip the hem of her sweater and slowly and seductively pull it up and over her head. Her black lace bra barely covers anything, her nipples on display for my viewing pleasure. I run my thumb over the lace and her legs tighten around my hips as her head falls back. By just that little touch I have her worked up.

I kiss between her tits and all the way down to where her tights rest on her flat stomach. Even after two fucking kids her body bounced back. It’s not like it was before but knowing that she carried our two kids in there for nine months makes it that much more sexy to me. I know she’s self-conscious about the scar from the C-section that she had but to me it is a mark of our bond together, a reminder of our love story. I reach for the heel on both of her boots and pull them off at the same time. Her eyes are pinned on me, just the way I like them. In the next second her tights are gone leaving her in a black see through lace thong.

“Fuck,” leaning forward I kiss the inside of her knee. Her legs begin to shake with want, need. “Lean back, CC.”

She does as I ask and I stare into those crystal blue eyes of hers. My tongue comes out and I flick it over her swollen clit. Her body jumps like I’ve shocked her, she’s as tight as a rubber band. “Hunter,” she moans as I continue to lick and suck on her. “Don’t stop…”

And I do the opposite of what she says. I crawl up her body kissing every inch along the way. She pants and her skin glistens under the lights. “Why’d you stop?”

“Because you told me not to.”

She growls. “What are we playing, do the opposite of everything I say?”

“We’re playing my way is all.” I say playfully.

“And what the hell is your way?”

I kiss her on the lips lightly before taking a step back. “Follow me and find out.”

She follows so closely behind that she runs right into me when I stop to open the door to the bedroom. I laugh. “Eager are we?”

“If you don’t make love to me in the next five seconds I’m not liable for what’s going to happen.”

I turn and start walking backwards into the bedroom. I don’t stop till my legs reach the bed. “We don’t want that do we?”

CC climbs on the bed and I roll on top of her but not before reaching into my back pocket. I smile smugly at her.

She eyes me suspiciously, “What are you up to?”

Smirking, I run my hand up the side of her body so she can’t see what’s in my hands. I leave it just under the pillow and reach down for her hands. Kissing her to distract her I bring them up and over her head pinning them in one of my hands. I reach down for my handcuffs and slink them up and quickly secure her hands around the bars on the headboard.

She realizes what I just did because she stops kissing me. I lift my head smirking.

“You did not.” She says pulling on the cuffs.

I climb off the bed, reach down and undo the button on my jeans before pushing them down my hips. “I did.” After they are off I leave her there watching me with lust filled eyes. I jog out to the bar and I pick up one of the cupcakes and walk back into room.

“What the hell are you doing?” CC says panting.

Her cheeks are turning pink and she’s moving all around. I dip my finger into the chocolate icing, “Playing. You want to join me?”

If looks could kill I’d be dead right now.

“Oh come on, you know you want to.” I sit on the edge of the bed. With the finger that is covered in icing I bring it to CC’s lips and smear a little on like lipstick. Her pink tongue comes out and she licks it off and my dick twitches at the sight. I run the same finger down her chin, neck and circle both of her nipples with it.

“Whoops.” I say as I let the cupcake fall from my hands. It lands icing side down on her stomach just below her belly button. CC growls as I slide the cupcake down to her bare pussy. “I guess I’m going to have to clean that up too.”

I set the cupcake on the nightstand and then crawl onto the bed nudging CC’s legs open exposing her to me. I kiss the inside of her thigh causing her legs to start shaking. I glance up and her face is red, her hands are fisting the covers and I’ve barely even touched her yet. I suck the chocolate off her clit gently then I hear the clank of the handcuffs as her body coils. “So rich, creamy.” I moan adding a finger inside her and she flinches. She’s holding her moans back trying to punish me but I don’t need them not when her body is screaming. I continue licking and moving my finger in and out of her. A whimper escapes and her hips lift from the bed, she’s so damn close. “Let me hear you and I’ll give you what you want.”

She bites down hard on her bottom lip.

“Okay, we’ll play your way.” I add a second finger. She shakes her head back and forth still biting that lip. I lean forward taking her clit in my mouth sucking gently. Her eyes are on me as I gently blow cool air over her hot pussy. I smile as her eyes roll into the back of her head and she moans my name.

“About time.” I suck hard on her clit as I pump my finger in and out of her quickly pushing her over the edge giving her what she wanted. While she’s still flying high I take my time licking the icing off her stomach, then up to her nipple where my tongue grazes over one and then the other. I kiss my way up her neck to her lips. My kisses are slow and long, tormenting her, I’m in no rush.

Most women will tell you that chocolate is their weakness, they’d do anything for a bite of anything chocolate. I will be the first to say that chocolate covered pussy is every man’s weakness, that second cupcake is going to be fucking delicious on the other parts of her body that I’m going to spread it on later.

CC lifts her legs and wraps them around my waist trying to rock into me. I’m barely holding on at this point feeling my resolve slip just a little bit before I slide into her.

I grunt as I fill her, her heat envelops me. I prop myself up and begin rocking my hips in and out of her. CC whimpers, her eyes close every time I slide all the way out and in again.

“I love you, CC.” I breathe in her ear.

She’s breathless as she says, “I love you too.”

The way she says it has goose bumps rising across my skin. So many times growing up I wished I could have heard those words from her lips and now I can hear them whenever I want. And even better, I’m the reason for the look on her face right now, the shallow breathing and the sexy as hell moans. That’s all me causing magnificent wife beneath me to rock into me, begging for release yet wanting me to go deeper, make it last longer, take her to new levels of passion that only the two of us can reach.

My movements pick up and become jerkier causing her to cry out in ecstasy. She bites her bottom lip and I know she’s close. CC claws at my chest. Moaning, I reach down and grip her ass pulling her hips up to meet my thrust.

Her eyes squeeze tight, her breathing stops as she cries out her release. “Oh God…Oh…ohhh…”

My hips thrust harder, faster and the tingling starts to overcome me. My head falls forward and a growl rips from my chest as my release hits like a freight train. CC groans as I hold on and ride my release out, milking every last drop.

I roll off her and throw my arm over my face trying to catch my breath. It’s so damn hot in here I think as sweat pours from my face.

“Now that was worth every second of not knowing what the hell was going on.”

I remove my hand and look over to CC who is still handcuffed to the bed looking gorgeous as ever and my semi-hard dick is now ready to go again.