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The two-word command made me drop to my knees. I sexily crawled to him in my sexy Mrs. Claus dress. He had a treat for me that was oh-so-sweet yet deadly hard. It wasn't something I'd imagined. That dick aimed right at me. Trek's eyes were trained on me as well.

I knew that because he had my full attention. When I stopped in front of him, he scooped me up and placed me on what he liked to call his "pound town chair". He knew this was my favorite position next to being tied to his bed.

My knees filled the pockets, and I placed my face in the opening. He quickly strapped the belt around my arms and waist. My ass was free and tooted midair just how he preferred it.

The first swipe of his tongue between my wet folds made me flinch. It was a full swipe, more along the lines of him needing to savor his first taste. After that, my lover proceeded to eat me like a feast. I wasn't a freak by nature. Hell, I was probably a vanilla lover after fuckin' around with my son's father. Not anymore, though. Trek brought that freaky shit out of me.

He had to know something I didn't know to have my ass enjoying all this kinky shit. The feel of his thick tongue slurping on my clit like a lollipop made me shiver. The sounds of goodpussy eating filled the room. I never knew how much I enjoyed the sounds of foreplay and sex.

Trek's tongue penetrated me, making me exhale deeply. I knew if I had made a sound, he'd take me through there, but I couldn't hold back.

When his tongue vibrated against my clit, I lost all my composure. I couldn't help it. I had to let it out.

"Fuck me!" I revealed loudly as I came.

His deep chortle resonated behind me. Followed behind it was a bite to my ass.

"Shit." It hurt, but it hurt so fuckin' good.

Trek slapped my ass before he pressed his dick against my opening. With a firm grip on my long hair, he was ready to take me through there. "What's the safe word?"

"Tinsel," I replied, out of breath from his tongue play.

"Good girl." A second barely passed before he gripped my waist with his other hand and thrust into me.

"Ahh!" I loudly gasped, quenching my fists tightly. This was the best and only way to end Christmas.

Chapter 12

Trek

New Year's Day

It was New Year's Day, and my girl and I were put up. I'd made major out-of-town plans for us, but Travel had been so under the weather that we couldn't go anywhere. She had a cold, and she was nauseous, vomiting occasionally. I had to cancel all our plans, but that was cool with me because I had something else up my sleeve.

The boys were with my parents for a few days because they requested them, which was perfect because I needed to take care of my girl. We rested in the center of my mosh pit couch. It took four oversized couches, which made a huge square of couches in the center of the living room. It was perfect to have, especially with our growing family.

I looked on as Travel blew her nose, then added some hand sanitizer to her hands. She wore her burrito-themed pajamas that my mom got her for Christmas, and it was the funniest shit ever to me.

When Travel turned to face me, I noticed how red and ashy her nose looked, so I leaned over, grabbed the skin protectant, and gently wiped some on and around her nose. Her skin wouldlook and feel better soon. I wiped my finger off with a clean single tissue.

"Thank you, baby," Travel cooed, snuggling closer to me.

"You're welcome." I pulled her blanket up to her waist, then sat back and watched her.

She smirked. "Why are you staring at me? I hope you're not mad at me because we had to cancel our New Year plans."

"Not at all. You come before everything," I answered.

"Alright then, what's on your mind? I can tell when something is on your mind."

I chuckled and looked at our Christmas tree. The lights were out, but the tree and TV lit up the living room. I looked back at Travel.

Now was as perfect a time as any. "A lot has changed for us and fast in these short months. How do you envision your life in these next six months to a year?"

Travel cleared her throat. "First, I pray we're all still together. I look forward to graduating and beginning my career as a school guidance counselor. What about you?" she questioned.

"I plan to help you navigate parenthood, adulthood, and your new career field. We're teammates and partners forever."