Santa Baby

Harm knows this is from Mac, but what could be so big to fit in a box this big?

He pulls off the lid and finds another box, just a little smaller that the one before it. Mac can hear Harm opening the boxes. Finally, Harm gets to the last box, but it looks too small for Mac to be hiding in. Little did he know; his Marine was able to fit in side.

Harm pulls off the last lid and opens the tissue paper. There is Mac, sitting against the back of the box, legs spread and against the pillows in the box. Mac’s index finger hanging from her bottom lip; her eyes dark and seductively looking at Harm.

“What the...” Harm’s eyes are bugging out once more and his slacks are now painfully tight.

Mac reaches out a hand to Harm. He helps her out of the box and sets her on the floor.

“I..I.. I thought you were going to the airport?”

“I couldn’t leave without giving you part of your Christmas gift, now could I Santa Baby...”

Mac hits play on the remote on the coffee table and leads Harm backwards to his bed as the strains of the karaoke version of Santa Baby by Eartha Kitt begin to play. Mac takes her place in front of Harm, who is on the end of his bed and staring intently at Mac.


Santa Baby,
Just slip a sable under the tree
For me
Been an awful good girl
Santa Baby,
So hurry down the chimney tonight

Santa baby,
A '54 convertible too
Light blue
I'll wait up for you, dear
Santa baby,
So hurry dohe che chimney tonight


Harm couldn’t believe it. Mac was singing the song to him, and she was pretty damn good. Mac is going to town with her hand motions.


Think of all the fun I've missed
Think of all the fellas that I haven't kissed
Next year I could be just as good
If you'll check off my Christmas list


It is obvious Mac is having a blast and out of the corner of her eye notices Harm’s raging hard-on. Just hang in there Flyboy, just a little longer. Mac’s torture was almost too much to handle. Harm was about ready to explode. Mac puckers up just for effect and Harm pictures those lips other places on his body. He hopes Mac hasn’t been kissing anyone else, or he’d have to hunt them down.


Santa Baby,
I want a yacht and really that’s not
Alot
Been an angel all year
Santa Baby,
So hurry down the chimney tonight


Harm’s mind went reeling, Mac in the bikini he bought her for the trip. Oh Mac’s gonna get a yacht this year all right, complete with a Squid to sail her, Harm thought to himself. Harm laughs at Mac’s hand motions for a sailboat.


Santa honey,
One little thing I really need
The deed
To a platinum mine
Santa Baby,
So hurry down the chimney tonight


Oh Mac, it’s yours… Anything for you baby, Harm thought. Most of all of Harm’s fantasies were coming true as Mac continues stimulate his senses.


Santa cutie,
And fill my stocking with a duplex
And checks
Sign your 'x' on the line
Santa baby,
So hurry down the chimney tonight


Mac moves closer and sits upon Harm’s right leg, and gives him a big wet sloppy kiss on his cheek. She giggles, as it left a big lipstick imprint on his cheek. Oh no prob.


Come and trim my Christmas tree
With some decorations bought at Tiffany's
I really do believe in you
Lets see if you believe in me


Mac switches knees and places another big wet sloppy kiss on the other side. Her knee rubs against Harm’s erection and he groans in her ear.

“I really do believe in you Harm, always have.”

Santa Baby,
Forgot to mention one little thing
A ring
I don't mean on the phone
Santa Baby,
So hurry down the chimney tonight
Hurry down the chimney tonight
Hurry...tonight


Mac stands up and moves in front of Harm and begins to point at her ring finger and tapping her right foot. To finish the song, Mac hops on Harm’s bed and gives him a, come hither look, crooking her finger towards him as well. Just to be coy, Harm asks Mac…

“So, what’s my Christmas present?”

“You get to unwrap this JAG, partner. The other half comes later.”

“I think I’m going to like this Christmas a lot.”

Harm strips down to his Christmas tree and candy cane boxers. Mac watches intently and begins to laugh.

“Ho, ho, ho Sailor… That candy cane in your pocket is happy to see me.”

“Yes and it’s ready for deployment.”

Harm pulls Mac up off the bed to stand in front of him, kisses, sweet, and hot follow. The minute his lips touch hers, a spark ignites and a warm tingle shoots downtown to her core. He caresses the straps off her shoulders and play bites her shoulder. Then he comes back for a deep and slow kiss. Mac holds Harm in her arms. Harm breaks away and sits down on the bed and pulls Mac to stand facing him. He slowly continues to slip the nightgown from her body, holding at her waist, all the while kissing her stomach and licking her navel. Harm takes a moment to look at Mac with appreciation, after all he was going to be coming inside that body at some point this evening, and oh how he was appreciating it.

“God Mac, I can’t believe I have you here, you are so beautiful.”

“You’re not so bad yourself there, Flyboy.”
Harm opens his legs and seats Mac in front of him, her back facing him.

“What do you want me to do to you right now?”

“Touch me,” Mac breathlessly whispers.

Harm reaches forward from behind and cups Mac’s breasts in his hands. Mac moans as Harm feels them, appreciating their texture, and squeezing them ever so slightly. Mac’s juices start to flow, the anticipation slowly driving her crazy.

“Their just perfect Ninja Girl,” Harm says then rubs the nipples a little.

“Ggglad you like them Flyboy,” Mac stutters at the feelings Harm is calling to attention.

Mac couldn’t believe she had waited this long for his touch. If she knew how good this feels then, she wouldn’t have waited so long. Harm moves on to the nape of her neck, just breathing on it. Mac felt goose bumps rise up all over her body. He lifts up her hair gently and strokes her neck softly, then brings his mouth closer to her neck. Harm sinks his teeth into it, pulling her hair slightly to give her that “I want you sooo bad” impression.

Harm moves on to her left ear and begins to suck on her lobe. Mac grips on to his knees, for support. Oh God, Harm’s going to kill me. Oh just suck it up Marine, paybacks are hell, Mac thought to herself.

“You don’t know how many days I have fantasized about you. How many places I have fantasized about you.” Mac almost melts into his lap.

“Then why did you wait so long?”

“Because I wasn’t ready. I didn’t want to end up like my father, going on some mission and never coming back to you. I didn’t want to let myself make that kind of commitment. That’s why you’ve always been close but still at arms length.”

“Oh Harm, I’ve known for so long. I’ve wanted to push you into something I’ve known you weren’t ready for, but on the other hand I wasn’t ready for this kind of commitment since… Well, since Mic. When I realized I almost lost you because of him, I knew then I wanted no one else but you.”

“Oh Sarah MacKenzie, I love you. I said it, I can’t hold it in anymore. I am free. I love you and I want you,” Harm whispers softly into her ear, “Thank you.”

Tears come to both their eyes. Harm’s words going straight through her, right to her heart, because he used her given name. Harm couldn’t believe he said he loved her. He felt so free, like a huge weight was suddenly gone. Harm takes her wrists into his hands and begins to nuzzle and nip at them. He kisses them then blows softly on them and Mac groans.

“Oh God Harm. I want you now.” Mac stands up and the nightgown falls to the floor. Harm stands up and picks her up into his arms.

“You don’t know how many times I’ve wanted to hold you and carry you in my arms like this.”

He gently lays her onto the bed and rolls her onto her stomach. Harm cat crawls to Mac and settles himself on top of her.

“Close your eyes for a moment,” Harm whispers then plants a perfect kiss right on her smackers.


Mac instantly lost herself in the sensations of the moment. His arms around her tight, their lips melting together, tongues swirling around each other, their chests pressed so close together that Mac could feel Harm’s heartbeat. Harm drags his tongue against her lips, then slides it in and out of Mac’s mouth, and running it along her tongue. Mac never knew Harm could be so erotic; no wonder women cave at the knees when he smiles.

Harm broke away and began to place soft, hungry, chaste little kisses on Mac’s neck. Trickling down her jawbones up, down her neck, then going for her jugular notch. He kisses the spot, laps there, and blows upon the wet spot. It sends shivers down Mac’s spine and arcs her body up to Harm’s chest.

“Ugh yahh, Harm.” He smiles wickedly.

Mac needs to touch Harm badly. She rolls him to his side of his bed and straddles his waist.

“This Christmas present wants to pleasure her receiver,” Mac caresses Harm’s cheeks and whispers, “Close your eyes.”

Then Mac captures Harm’s lips with her own, pulling his hair slightly to give him that “I want you sooo bad” impression as well, while she strokes her other lips to Harm’s boxers. Harm feels the heat of her body and groans into the kiss from Mac. She gives him a strong love bite on both shoulder and his neck. She licks Harm’s neck from the base to behind his ear, Harm hisses his pleasure. Mac continues on placing butterfly kisses from his shoulder, and across his clavicle stopping at his jugular notch. Then moving on to his left shoulder, across his clavicle, and once again stopping at the jugular notch. Mac went to town on that spot and Harm bucked up to Mac, and feels most of his blood supply heading south. Mac feels Harm hardening below her.

“God Mac, what you do to me.”

Slowly, Mac begins her treasure trail from his jugular notch. Harm’s anticipation of her mouth upon his pecks is driving him crazy. Mac nips and kisses each new place she stops. Since Harm is a sailor, Mac looks at him with a wicked grin, what she was about to do would bring a whole new meaning to Anchors Away…

Instead of going to his pecks, Mac keeps on going south, stopping at his belly button. She flicks her tongue around it, then she upswings to his right nipple and sucks on it like a baby does of its mother’s breast. She softly rubs her hands over both pecks.

“Oh baby that feels so good.”

Then Mac delicately kisses her way across his broad chest and repeats the same motions on his left peck. She massages them both again then she goes back to his belly button. Mac stops for a moment, then blows softly upon her creation, in the shape of an anchor, and Harm shivers.

“Would you mind if I gave your buddy and his friends a nickname,” Mac seductively asks.

“No, by all means.” God Mac’s going to softly kill me someday, Harm thought alone.

“I think we’ll call them my toys. Mac’s Toys, because you know of course that these are mine after tonight...” Mac comes up to Harm and passionately kisses him.

“It’s a deal if I get to call these my toys. Harm’s Toys,” He flashes his killer smile as he’s cupping both of Mac’s large breasts in his hands.

“Fine by me Flyboy.”

“Continue on Ninja Girl.”

“Well since these are my toys, I’m going to have some fun bonding with them. Finding out what makes them tick, and what makes them hard as a stick. Now it’s time to show them a little trick, because baby, you’re coming down like a brick,” Mac laughs, “I think that’s the first erotic poem I’ve ever spoken off the top of my head, in your bed, no less.”

Suddenly there’s a knock on the door, and they both look at each other like, “who wants to get it?”

“I’ll go, you hide in the bathroom,” says Harm as he gets up and slips on a robe from his closet, “I’m coming, I’m coming.


Harm opens the door. “Hi, I’m Carol Logan, one of Mac’s neighbors. I have to take my daughter into the ER. She’s got a really bad fever and I couldn’t find any one in the building to take Jingo. I didn’t want to leave him alone, and Mac said if there was an emergency to bring him here.” Harm gets this deer in the headlights look, and then kicks into action.

“Yeah sure, I’ll take him.”

“Thank you, oh thank you,” Carol is so overjoyed, she kisses Harm on the cheek, “I’ll let you know when I can take him home with me again. Thank you again, bye.”

“Sure no problem. Bye, I hope your daughter feels better soon,” Harm yells out into the hallway.

Mac slips back into her red nightgown in the bathroom, Harm sighs, and closes the door behind him. What were they going to do with Jingo?

“Oh Maac, looks like we have a visitor… You can come out now…”

Mac opens the door; creatively slips her leg left leg out like a dancer. Then she pokes her head around the corner of the doorframe.

“Oh Haarm, looks like he can sleep on the sofa… And you can come out of those boxers now…” Mac teasingly replies.

“Now that I can handle,” Harm gets Jingo up on the sofa and covers him with a blanket. Then he crosses over to Mac and takes her hand, heading back to the bed. Harm turns on the light on his nightstand.

“Now, if the good lord’s willing and the creek don’t rise, we can get back to where we were,” says Mac.

“And where was that exactly,” Harm says as he plants kisses on her neck as he has her trapped in his arms.

Mac reaches forward and rubs her warm palm against his groin.

“Right here.” Harm groans at Mac’s touch.

Mac strokes the robe down Harm’s body as she goes down on her knees. Harm leans back and grabs her a pillow for her knees.

“Can’t have you marking up those beautiful knees.”

Pillow in place, Mac begins to kiss his belly again. She slowly pulls down his candy cane and Christmas tree boxers, kissing the folds between his legs and his hips. Oh damn, Mac… Ooh baby, Harm thought to himself.

“Ooh… Ahhh Mac… You’re killin’ me.”

Mac continues to pull down his boxers, and she places warm and sweet kisses on his thighs. Her hands caressing from his thighs up to his rear-end, grabbing and massaging his cheeks. She slides a finger up and down his crack as she kisses at his base. Harm is melting at his knees.

“Am I doing this right,” Mac asks teasingly.

“Oh baby you’re doing just fine.”

Harm feels the pressure in his cock intensify and Mac had barely started. The sight of Mac kneeling between his legs was a memory he’d not soon forget. He could just imagine being at the office, be in his chair, and start daydreaming about her on her knees. Harm’s hands instinctively want to touch Mac, so he begins to massage her scalp a little while keeping her in place. Mac begins to make a circle of kisses around his base. Then she gingerly takes his erection into her hands, and softly licks at the v soft spot. Harm starts to jerk forward instantly.

“Oh God Mac. That feels so good.”

“I’m going make you really fly boy. These toys are the best Christmas gift, so huge and the perfect size.”

“What in the hell made me wait so long for this, oh Mac, you have permission to smack me if I ever wait another 7 years to feel this good.” By the heavens, all his fantasies were coming true. Now he was going to have to come up with a new set.

“I might take you up on that offer.”

“You are so beautiful Mac, I wish I could have gotten my head out of my six sooner.”

“Harm, it’s all in the past now. I don’t think we would have been ready for it then. I’m glad we took the time to get to know each other better.”

“Believe it or not so am I.” Mac goes back to licking, and she cups Harm’s sacs in her hands before she laps her tongue over both.

“You taste pretty good Flyboy.”