Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Pretty Lady ❯ Vol Seven, Chapter Thirty-Nine: Hot Coco ( Chapter 39 )

Hot Coco

It's Christmas in Moscow. This would be Nikita and Mai's first Christmas together. She was so excited for this. The woman spent the morning humming to herself as she took out the decorations. Nikita had hoped to sleep in. Unfortunately, Mai saw to that otherwise. He turned over in bed. The man gritted his teeth. What the hell was she doing? He tried to go back to sleep but it didn't work.

Nikita sat up in bed. He got up and marched over to the door. Mai was in the living room setting everything up.

“What are you doing?” he asked. Mai turned her head.

“Getting out the Christmas stuff,” she said. Her husband made a face.

“Why?” he asked.

“It's Christmastime,” she said. Nikita stood there, stunned. Mai put her hands her on hips.

“Are you just going to stand there or are you going to help me out?” she asked. Nikita drew his mouth closed. Like he had a choice. She wasn't going to listen otherwise. Might as well humor her.

The couple started to decorate the house. First, came the Christmas tree. They picked it out yesterday. Mai just had to have it. Her husband gave her an odd look.

“Are you serious?” he asked at the dinner table.

“Yes!” she shouted. “Christmas is coming up. I really want a tree. Please? Please?” The woman gave him puppy dog eyes. What else could he do?

The tree had been naked since last night. Looking at it made Mai frown.

“She looks cold,” she said. Nikita raised an eyebrow.

“She?” he asked. Mai began opening boxes on the floor.

“Let's see,” she said. “Where are they? Where are they?” It was then Nikita looked around at all of the boxes on the floor.

“Damn, did you get all of the boxes from the shed?” he asked.

“No,” Mai said. “Just the ones who look Christmassy.” Nikita sighed.

“Here. Get out of the way,” he said. He stepped up and looked into the box underneath her. Mai watched as he pulled out a string of lights.

“Here we go,” Nikita said. They had to be about twelve years old.

“Do they work?” she asked.

“Only one way to see,” he said. He walked over to a socket and plugged the lights in. The little bulbs started to light up. They looked a little weak at first before they brightened up.

“We're good to go,” Nikita said. It was then he noticed a curious look in her eyes.

“What?” he asked. “What is it?” Her cheeks started to flush red.

“Hey, when we finish decorating can we…?” she began to ask. Mai tried to hold back her giggling. Nikita cocked his head to the side.

“What?” he asked.

“You know…” she said. Her eyes trailed over to the naked tree in the corner. Nikita looked with her. His wife cuddled up next to him. She ran her finger in small circles on his chest. He gently pushed her back.

“Let's decorate the tree first and then see,” he said. Mai had a little twinkle in her eyes. She giggled as he patted her on the head.

The couple got to work right away. Mai put down the red and green tree skirt. Nikita was the one to put up the lights.

“Tell me if I am doing this right,” he said.

“Okay,” Mai said. The Russian man got right to work winding the lights around the tree. They only had two working strings to use.

“How does it look?” he asked.

“Good,” his wife said. Nikita finished putting up the lights in under a minute. He plugged them into the wall and the bulbs came to life. Mai couldn't take her eyes off of the dancing bulbs on the tree. The reds, blues, yellows, and greens danced on the string.

“Wow,” she said. Nikita came over to her side.

“Beautiful, isn't it?” he asked. Mai turned to him.

“Kiss me,” she said. Her husband couldn't help but smile. He turned and kissed her on the lips. Mai kissed him back. She started nudging him to the floor. The couple wound up under the Christmas tree. The Russian man lifted his head.

“Baby?” he asked. Mai sat up and took off her black sweater. She reached down and unzipped his jeans.

“Babe,” Nikita said as he tried to figure out what his next move was going to be. Mai looked him in the eye with a hungry look.

“Shut up, Nikita!” she snapped. “Just… shut up.” Nikita closed his mouth as his wife slid down his pants. Hix boxers followed behind. Mai smiled as she knelt to his cock. Nikita gasped as she slowly took it into his mouth. What about the ornaments? They were going to have to come later. Way later…

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