Whims and I ended the night with another one of her favorite movies. Somehow, without saying a word to me, Sienna talkedme into wearing a Grinch onesie. I looked a damn fool, but if it made her day, then it made mine.
Whims didn’t make it through the movie. I kissed my daughter’s forehead, then laid her in her bed. After tucking her teddy bear under her arm, I covered her with a blanket, then cut out the lights.
Like a kid on Christmas, I went to my room to see if Sienna left me a gift on my bed. Sure enough, a box waited for me. Grinning, I hurried to open it. I ripped the wrapping paper off and opened the box as if I’d never received a gift before.
The red ornament on the inside of the box was exquisite. Tiny diamonds outlined snowflakes, and my jersey number was intricately drawn into the snowflake design. This shit was hard as hell. Sienna was so thoughtful, I had to blink back tears. Then, I chuckled to myself because she was making my heart bleed for her. I had a whole damn playbook for Sienna, but she was schooling me on every turn.
Exiting my room, I took the ornament to the tree I wanted to put it on, placed it in the perfect spot, then sought out Sienna.
Sienna was in the kitchen cleaning the dishes when I entered. Per usual, she was humming a holiday song. I chuckled to myself because I couldn’t wait for her to see one of the Christmas gifts I’d bought her. She wore a Grinch-themed pajama set too. It was cute on her. Too bad I was thinking anything except cute thoughts.
Sidling up behind her, I plastered my body to hers. She gasped as I reached around her to join our hands inside the bubbly dishwater. Before she could protest, I kissed down her cheek and down the side of her neck. She smelled like a gingerbread cookie and was as soft as one, too.
“I’m ready for you to stop being mad at me now,” I said. “I apologize for fuckin’ up. I hate I can’t promise you that I won’t do it again.” Eyes narrowed, she side-eyed me. Ikissed the frown off her lips. “I appreciate you for wanting to protect me. I’ve never had that before, so you gotta forgive me for not understanding where you comin’ from. Now that I do understand, I’ll do better about controlling my temper and handling things a different way.”
Sighing heavily, Sienna turned in my arms. “Also, I just want you to have the best holiday season this year. Christmas is two weeks away and the last thing I want is to be mad at you. There’s too much joy to be had, and so many great memories we could make.”
“Mm,” I replied. “You wanna make memories wit’ me?”
“I mean… I want to enjoy my holiday season as well,” she stated.
Tugging her closer, I peered down into her eyes. “That ain’t what I asked you. You wanna make memories wit’ me, Sienna?”
She nodded.
“Sienna, Baby…” I trailed my fingers over her cheek, then along her neck before restraining myself from wrapping my fingers around her neck.
“Yes,” she whispered.
“I’m referring to you as my baby again.” I kissed her lips and watched her eyes dilate. “I wanna put ya legs over my shoulders and eat some good pussy. A nigga is starvin’ for it.” Her eyes grew wide with want. Bending down, I kissed along her neck to let her feel just how slippery wet my tongue was. “You can have it,” I told her.
Her resolve broke, and the moment her hands clinched my shirt and yanked me closer, I took her direction.
CHAPTER 19
SIENNA
Oneminutewewerefeverishly kissing, the next minute I was on the island. Roughly, Synder spread my thighs and positioned himself between them. His hand gripped my neck and yanked me forward until our lips crashed together. He growled when I wrapped my tongue around his tongue. This was going too far and too soon, but I couldn’t stop myself from indulging in him.
He discarded my pajama pants, then groaned to himself as his hands smoothed up my thighs. I laid back on the countertop and breathed heavily as Synder’s fingers trailed up my thighs to reach my panties. He mumbled under his breath while placingkisses along my inner thighs. Slowly, he removed my panties while staring into my eyes. He broke eye contact to glance down at the prize he sought.
“Sienna, Sienna, Sienna,” he lowly chanted.
Closing my eyes against the hungry look in his, I prepared myself for this big step in my life. Did I expect to end up here with my client? No, I didn’t. Yet I didn’t have the power to walk away from Synder’s pull.
I felt his lips on my knee, and I shuddered from the contact. He spread me wide, and by the way his eyes darkened, I knew he wasn’t about to take it easy on me. My body melted, literally. My juices were draining already.
His lips moved up my thigh, and the closer he got to my center the harder I shuddered. Like he stated, he placed my legs over his shoulders, then kissed me just above my neatly groomed sex.
“Synder is goin’ right here, baby,” he mumbled and kissed that spot again. I didn’t own the first tattoo, and I couldn’t see myself getting any man’s name tattooed on me.
“Syn!” I moaned a split second later when his tongue connected with my pussy. My eyes shot wide, and my hands clinched his head from the way my pussy clinched dangerously. The foreign feeling of falling apart came so quickly.
Synder groaned as he ate me, swiping and licking, then sucking softly yet furiously. He gripped my thighs that shook around his head. It took no time for me to crumble. As I came, wet streaks dripped down my face. Synder spanked me and drank me all while growling and eating the life out of me. He was too much, yet so perfect. I couldn’t breathe. I came again.
My chest heaved as Synder pulled away. I felt myself being tugged to the end of the countertop. Dazed, I glanced out of my watery eyes to find Synder shirtless, with his dick standing to attention. He stroked himself while eyeing my pussy. Hetouched his thick head to my wet center. Teeth tucked between his teeth, his nose flared as he pried himself into me.
“Damn, Baby,” he groaned. Just then, he met resistance.
