Unwrap Me at Midnight

Scarlett sprawls on the rug beside Ethan while he wrestles wrapping paper, her form-hugging sweater riding up, thighs shifting under her skirt. Then she's riding him — hips moving with a slow relentless rhythm, heat slick and hot, clamping down like a hot fist. The rug is torn and rucked under them, the air thick with sweat and that musky sweet smell of pure need.A rotating cast — Ethan, Noah, Luk...