Criteria: Adventurous

"I wanted you to see this Christmas tree, it's pretty elegant," he said as he maneuvered her around the corner and under the mistletoe. Seems Elizabeth had a secluded spot in mind when she hung that mistletoe, he thought.

"Wow," Emily said. "Someone went all out!"

"Elizabeth is quite the Christmas whisperer," Cole said as Emily reached for one of the ornaments.
The nervousness he provoked in her caused her to drop it and Cole's quick reactions kept it from hitting the floor.
"Maybe we should hang this back up here," he said. He placed the ornament safely back on the tree, one hand still on her waist. Then, he turned to her.
Emily grinned sheepishly and Cole's s***t leaped a little. He moved toward her, still holding her waist and looked up.
She followed his gaze, "Mistletoe," she said.

"And you know the tradition..." Cole said as he lowered his lips to hers. She didn't resist as his lips met hers and he deepened the kiss, placing both hands around her tiny waist.

She began to kiss him back and he slid his left hand up to the curve of her breast and cupped it gently. Still, she didn't resist, so he continued to slide his hand up, touching her nipple, circling it lightly.

Oh god! Is this really happening, she wondered. She could feel the need inside her building and it threatened to overwhelm her.

A moan escaped her throat against his lips, he pushed his tongue into her mouth, and began a dance with her tongue. He slid his other hand down her hip and around to her b**t cheek, inching up the hem of her skirt with his fingers.
He grew bolder, probing her tongue with his and the hand on her breast began to gently squeeze and knead as he played with her hardened nipple.

She drew back her head at that, "Moving a little fast, aren't we?"

Cole slid his other hand over her exposed ass and slipped his fingers beneath her thong. He felt her cream drip onto his fingers. "I think not!" he said quietly and grinned.

Cole, a player, enjoyed his lifestyle to the fullest. His one need above all else was an adventurous and willing playmate. He never lacked for women who wanted to fill that requirement, however. But was this one a keeper? And did he want that? Wasn't variety the spice of life?

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