Countdown

Prompt: 12/30
Use "Happy New Year" in your piece.
W/C: 300

An abandoned bottle of Cuvee rolled beneath the coffee table, spilling a line from the kitchen to the living room. The couple giggled, champagne on their breath.

Emily focused her attention to the nape of Alex’s neck, allowing him to pry away to turn the TV on. He frantically pressed all the buttons, eager to return to her lips.

The room flooded in flashing colors and loud cheers - perhaps for them.

The New Year’s Eve Parade was well underway, nearly midnight.

She fumbled for his belt, movements confident and assured, and guided his hand to her bra. She stepped back and admired how the glow highlighted his breathing: ever gentle, reactive.

Emily knelt before him and slid his pants off. She smiled at his obvious arousal and lingered, her head tilted expectantly.

His hands remained limp at his sides.

She pushed him onto the couch, knocking it back slightly in an impressive feat of strength. Excitement danced in Alex’s eyes.

She straddled him, lowering to rest against his legs, his wiry hairs tickled her bare skin.

The TV blared behind them, the countdown had begun.

“10!…9!…” Disembodied voices screamed from the TV.

“I want you, Alex,” Emily purred. “Do you want me?”

“God yes,” he managed; his response expected.

“Count with me then,” she commanded.

“6…5…” they whispered, her voice leading, his following.

“3…2…” The words ghosted across her lips, barely audible above her racing pulse.

She adjusted her position, feeling him hard beneath her, ready. His hands square on her back, she balanced herself.

“1…”

Emily captured his mouth with hers, drinking in his soft moan as she slowly sank down onto him. “Happy new year,” she breathed, her body stretching to accommodate him.

They moved together - the same familiar rhythm, as fireworks burst across the winter sky outside.