Adrian watched with his heart in his throat, and his cock painful in his jeans, as she slipped the panties off and then boosted to just the perfect height onto his kitchen counter. Hands on the outside of her thighs, he raised his eyes to hers, one eyebrow arching up. "Someone looking to make the top of Santa's naughty list, hmm?"

He didn't move in, didn't touch her even though he was dying to. He just leaned in and brushed kisses along the column of her throat and just below her ear.