I pull out of her the second I start to feel the tingle, ready to spill my seed all over her pert little ass. But the little minx glares at me over my shoulder, mouth pursed in annoyance.
“You better stick that cock back in me, sir. I want you to finish inside me.”
“Say no more,” I breathe out in relief, my cock entering her slick folds with ease. “God, you feel too damn good.”
This time, she takes control, flipping me over until she’s riding my cock, tits bouncing wildly as she milks my dick for its seed.
“Come on, Rich, breed me.”
That’s all it took. “One damn dirty sentence and my cock erupts like Vesuvius.
Her scream echoes her release, pussy clenching, fingers digging into my flesh as we come together. It’s an experience I’ll never forget. She didn’t look away or angle herself so she can’t look at me.
No.
Mindy kept her eyes on me at all times, those hazel eyes devouring me through every thrust and caress. Fuck, I didn’t last long at all, but she doesn’t seem to care, enjoying the nearness of our bodies just as much as I do.
She collapses over the top of me, out of breath and sweating. “I’ve been waiting for that to happen since the second you bought all my pastries,” she pants.
“Really,” I sputter out, barely able to catch my own breath.
Her fingers trail over my chest as she sighs. “Yup. I just never expected it to be this good.”
“Well, thank you… I think.”
She smacks my chest, staring up at me with the most adorable glimmer in her eyes. “Stop that right now. There will be no self-loathing in the bedroom.
I chuckle. “Okay.”
We lay there in silence for what seems like eons before I finally break it. “Hey, Mindy?”
“Mmhmm,” she murmurs.
“You do realize you swore a few times while we were fucking, right?”
She giggles. “Let’s keep that our little secret, okay?”
“And what secret is that?”
Her head lifts, her smile pulling evilly. “That I’m a freak between the sheets, and a good girl with my baked sweets.”
My laughter fills the room. “Okay, Mindy. Your secret’s safe with me.”
As is her heart.
Her body.
And her life.
ChapterTwenty-One
Mindy
My nerves get the better of me as I stand outside their clubhouse, holding my best pies in my hand like a shaky peace offering. It has only been a few weeks since I met these people, but they were already feeling like the family I didn’t know I needed.
Even though Krampus goes through violent mood swings of being sweet and angry, I still can’t help but feel drawn to him. If his grumpy sunshine was any brighter, I’d burn myself to a crisp.
There’s a lot of noise coming from inside one of the buildings, and a familiar man steps out, a plume of smoke wafting above him as he nervously puffs on a cigarette.
