“Touch it again,” he said.
It took me a minute to realize what he’d meant, but once I did, I gave him something better. I spread his cheeks and pressed my soft cock against the end of the plug.
“Give me ten, then we can get to decorating cookies,” I said, not even trying to wipe the smile off my face.
“Good! Because we have to have them ready for Santa!” He turned his head and shot me an adorable smile over his shoulder. But I loved the way he didn’t seem to move, as if he wasn’t ready to leave this bubble as much as I wasn’t. Kinda felt nice to be more important than his cookies for Santa. Not that I was going to gloat and get on the big, jolly guy’s naughty list.
“Yeah, I bet Santa is gonna enjoy those cookies,” I teased as I thought about sneaking down in the middle of the night to make them disappear.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
Danny
I woke up with the amazing feeling of excitement hitting me like a punch.
It was Christmas Day!
My eyes flew open, and though that was the only movement I’d made so far, Killjoy grunted unhappily.
“No,” he grumbled, reaching across the bed for me. I let him pull me closer, but I didn’t stay still once I was where he wanted me.
My fingers played with his lips, my mouth dotted kisses along his jaw, my leg hooked over his hip, and I used all my might to shake him awake.
“No,” he grunted again, but I saw the way his lips twitched at the corners.
“Buuut it’s time to get up,” I whined playfully.
He cracked an eye open and glared at me.
“Get up. It’s Christmas!” I said in an over-the-top tone, but made sure not to yell it. “I have to see what Santa brought me!”
“You do know Santa isn’t—”
I cut him off with a kiss to his nose before I jumped out of bed.
“Danny, wait! You’re gonna freeze to death. Put on some clothes.”
But it was too late, me and my buck naked ass were already halfway down the stairs.
I dashed across the main space, smiling because Killjoy had left the tree on all night. I glanced at the plate of cookies I’d left out. My smile grew even bigger when I saw there was nothing but crumbs left.
He really did fuck me into a coma if I hadn’t even noticed him getting out of bed to do that.
I just kept falling harder and harder for him. Seriously, how could I not? The grumpy guy had a sweet heart in his chest, and he clearly did this all for me.
“Look, Santa ate the cookies,” I said, beaming at him as he walked up behind me. He tossed a blanket around my shoulders, and I didn’t miss how he was still naked, too.
“Hold on,” I said.
I dashed into the bathroom, leaving him there holding the blanket. I pissed and brushed my teeth in record time. When I opened the door, there he was, waiting and ready to wrap me up again.
Naked Christmas? Wow. Yeah, I like. It didn’t get more intimate than this.
“Sit down and stay warm until I can get the fire goin’,” he said before ducking into the bathroom.
I flopped down on the couch and tried to be patient. He walked out and headed for the fireplace. My eyes were glued to his bare, furry ass as he knelt down and got to work.
“I want to eat your ass,” I blurted out, making him freeze and glance over his shoulder at me. “I mean, if you’re into it. Ijust… your ass is so hot. I really want to suffocate between those cheeks.”
