An hour later they finally packed it in, when Liam almost fell off his chair yawning.

“Merry Christmas!” The boys echoed down the stairs as they ascended to go to their own rooms.

Lillian echoed the sentiment and turned to Brayden. Without a word she turned away and started flicking all the non-Christmas lights off. He followed her around quietly before they reached her bedroom door.

“Just – wait right there.” She muttered.

Brayden nodded slowly and waited. He felt giddy? He was unsure what that feeling was, but he was fighting off the most shit eating grin. He rocked gently on his heels and waited.

“Close your eyes.” He heard her whisper on the other side of the door.

“Closed.” He confirmed.

He heard the door open and felt her grab his hand tugging him into the room.

“Will you get in the bed for me?” She whispered breathily in his ear.

Brayden bobbed his head once before he felt her sweep out of the room and close the door. He turned around the room quickly, noted her new PJs folded on her desk, and sent up a silent prayer. He stripped himself back down to his Christmas boxers, a devilish look in his eye, as he plopped himself down on her bed. Leaning back on his hands he took a deep breath. He called out a noise of confirmation.

Lillian opened the door slowly, only the light from one of the lamps she left on in her room, shone. Brayden forced himself to look bored before he looked up at her. He felt his blood pressure skyrocket, and his pupils dilate the moment his eyes found her. He let his eyes rake up and down her body slowly.

She had the tiny red panties on, with the little white bow. The negligee floated down around her hips. The red gossamer made her skin glow with the light passing through, and the white fur lining made it hang off her curves. The bust of it was made from the same thin red gossamer, Lillian’s peaked nipples on display. Brayden swallowed hard, letting his eyes drag up and down her skin, several time, before he met her eyes.

Her eyes were half lidded as she looked at him from under her lashes, her cheeks already pink. She had pulled the rest of her hair up to follow her already swept back style. Her delicate neck and shoulder on display. Her thighs were pressed together tightly. She took several steps towards him, until she was stood between his open legs.

“Ann.” He drawled out meeting her eyes desperately.

“Do you like it?” She murmured.

Brayden’s fingers traced the waistline of her underwear low on her hips, before snaking his fingers under the slip. He dragged his finger across her midsection and ribs before gripping her waist.

“Yes.” He murmured against her skin.

He pulled her a fraction of a step closer before gently kissing the space just above her navel, leaving a trail to just below the bust of her new babydoll.

Her hands braced themselves on his shoulders, curling and uncurling after every kiss. Soft humming sounds poured from her. Brayden didn’t let himself over think. He scooted back until the backs of his knees hit the bed, pulling her into his lap. Her knees bracketed his hips, while his face pressed into the soft skin of her torso leaving kisses over the thin material. It smelled like her laundry detergent, he thought to himself, inhaling her sent. His hands drifting up and down her legs and ass, up her back and back across her hips.

He ghosted hot kisses over her nipples before moving to the exposed skin of her chest, forcing her hips to rest against his. He trailed hungry lips over her neck and shoulders, climbing up her jaw until he reached her mouth. Brayden met her eyes lustfully before descending on her.

His tongue parted her lips swiftly, a small noise of shock reverberated from her, egging him on. He twisted one hand into her hair, forcing her to tilt her head back, allowing him deeper into her mouth, his other hand running roughly over the skin of her neck and shoulder, before finding her breast. Brayden brushed a thumb over her nipple several times, softly, earning him a handful of eager sounds from her.

Her own fingers dug into the skin on his back, and she earned her own groan from him. His teeth tugged at her lips sharply before releasing her mouth. His hands gripped her hips firmly lifting and rolling her underneath him.

Brayden’s skin felt hot, every touch, setting his nerves on fire. He roughly crashed their mouths together again, losing himself in her taste, exactly how he remembered and dreamed about. Brayden’s dreams flashing before his eyes, reminding him of all the things he wanted to do to her. He growled against her lips, his hips pressing harshly into her.

His breathing was ragged and desperate, only cutting away from kissing her to gulp down another breath. Crushing their bodies together, he stroked his hips against her again. She pulled on his lip roughly with her teeth and let out a low desperate sound. Brayden’s lip found her neck and shoulders, biting her lightly where her gasps were loudest, earning him squirms against his hips. He slid down her body, her thighs squeezing against his ribs. He finally latched onto one of her nipples, sucking, and licking her through the mesh fabric, her body arched and trembled below him.

Brayden’s heart was pounding, he couldn’t taste enough of her. Every sound she made, made his erection twitch. When Lillian arced against him, he couldn’t stop the chest rumbling growls that escaped him. She was everything. Her skin felt like silk under his rough hands. He couldn’t stop pressing against her harder. One hand gripped her hip, forcing her deeper into the mattress, the other pinched and rolled her other nipple between his fingers.

Every instinct Brayden had told him not to stop, not slow down. Not until he could see her wetness glistening on her underwear, until his own, were wet with it too. He needed her. He hadn’t slept with anyone in months, he’d been pinning after her even longer.

A frustrated growl loosed at the slip still between his chest and her bare skin. Lifting himself off her, pulling her with him he lifted it over her head, throwing it somewhere over his shoulder. His lips immediately found the opposite nipple and forced her back down into her pillows. Lillian gasped and shuddered against him, trying to suck in any air at all.