Darcy felt like his whole body was tingling with pleasure as he relaxed and came down from the high again. Her every kiss was electric against his sticky-hot skin, and she whispered to him he grinned at her. He turned his head, cupped her cheek and pulled her into a proper kiss. He could taste himself on her lips, and it was pretty damn hot.
"Merry Christmas, Mrs Darcy," he whispered in return as he pulled back again.