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She soundlessly nodded her head and shifted in my lap, parting her legs wider.

“Do you want a special gift from Santa?”

Robin nodded again, a tiny whimper escaping past her lips as I stroked her other lips.

Using the tips of two fingers, I slowly swirled my touch across her clit. That’s when her eyes hooded over and her gorgeous mouth parted.

She was in a state of need, but also timid as a stray cat that had never seen a person before.

All I wanted was to make her feel safe.

My protector instinct kicked in, thinking about what had led us to this moment.

What if she’d answered another man’s letter instead of mine?

Would they have treated her the right way? The way she deserved?

Robin was too trusting. She shouldn’t be doing this with me. We’d known each other for less than a day. But that didn’t stop me from slipping my hand from her clit to her entrance, a thick finger working its way into her warm wetness.

“You shouldn’t wander onto a stranger’s property, Robin. You never know who you’re going to find.”

After a moment of hesitation, she’d warmed up to me, a tiny pulse of her hips matching the movement of my finger.

She was completely slicked up and ready for me. The woman wasdripping.

Feeling how wet she was made me feel crazy inside. And I knew without a doubt that I could come just from doing this.

A tiny moan popped out of her mouth, followed by another, and I knew she was caught in the heat of our moment. The fireplace wasn’t the only thing burning up in this room right now.

I wanted to brand her, mark her as mine, so no one ever looked at her again, let alone touched her.

Robin wasmine.

I pulled my finger out and sucked her juices off it, savoring her taste.

Then amped things up, adding a second thick digit to the mix.

Her eyes widened as I made new, wider strokes, filling her tight pussy.

“Just getting you used to what the real thing will be like,” I rumbled.

Robin’s cheeks were flushed and the silky top she was wearing showed the outline of her taut nipples through the thin fabric.

It was time to make my woman come.

All my teasing was over now, and I thrust my fingers in and out while my thumb rubbed against her clit.

It didn’t take long for her to climax after that.

I watched closely as her moans grew louder, her hips shifting in tandem with the rhythm of my touch.

Her face was like pure magic as she came, a look of sheer desire staring back at me as her pussy clamped tight around my fingers, walls shuddering as she peaked and released.

My fingers were drenched with her juices as I sucked the taste of her off them.

“Now, it’s time to give Santa something special, too,” I growled out as I picked her up and carried her to my bedroom.

She slung her arms around my neck and let me carry her straight to my bed. Her heart was beating a thousand miles an hour, and I knew she was still dazed from her orgasm. But my cock didn’t want to wait any longer.