He hisses when I slowly slide my thumb into his puckered hole. “Liar.”
He pulls my pants down, and I kick them away, his eyes moving to the lacy red thong I put on under the costume. Just for him. “You were wearing this all day?”
His eyes meet mine, and I see the naked desire there. “Couldn’t exactly free ball it all day with you around. There was a kid present.”
He moves between my legs to kneel before me, his hands going to my thighs as he licks his lips. “Fuck, that’s sexy.”
I grin, happy it has the desired effect. My throat is dry though, and I can’t seem to form words because he licks his lips again before dipping forward and dragging his tongue along the hem of my underwear, dipping down into the crease between my groin and thigh and then doing it again to the other side.
My cock is hard and trying to poke out of the silky fabric, but he pays it no attention, sliding that sinful tongue down to lick over my balls through the fabric. My entire body goes rigid with need, my hands balled up next to my thighs on the fabric of our couch. “Please Trav...” I have no problem begging.
He shoots me a wicked smile before pulling my underwear down just enough to tuck under my balls, freeing my cock just before he swallows it down, hitting the back of his throat. He’s definitely mastered this over the years.
I get way too close way too fast, and when I’m about to blow, I scramble to pull him up to me, sitting him in my lap where he belongs and kissing the hell out of him. His cock, slick from pre-cum, slides against mine, and he moves his body against mine in a sexy slide.
It doesn’t take us long before we’re both crying out with our mutual release, wrapped up in each other. When we recover, we don’t move. He just lies against my chest, and I wrap my arms around him.
“Merry Christmas, Oakley.”
“Santa,” I say, being an ass because I can.
“Still not calling you that.”
Still fine with it as long as I’m his and he’s mine.
The End
BONUS CHAPTER
NOAH
“Wake up. It’s time for another present.”
I grin to myself, hearing my husband, Chance, but not opening my eyes. “I thought we did that last night.”
“Gross.” My eyes fly open now when I hear my daughter LeAnn’s voice and see her standing there with her new baby in her arms, her four-year-old daughter, and her husband.
Chance is of course laughing his ass off before I shove him off me. He lands on the mattress next to me. “You have a dirty mind.”
He knew exactly what he was doing, and I glare at him, telling him without saying it out loud that he’ll be punished later. His grin is wicked, telling me he can’t wait. “It’s not Christmas anymore,” I grumble.
“It’s the twenty-sixth of December,” Chance says, hopping up off the bed, and I see now that he’s fully dressed and even has his coat on. I look back over at the rest of the family, who are all in their coats too.
It’s been really nice having them stay here for the holidays, but they’re heading back home later tonight. They weren’tsupposed to leave this early though. I sit up, and Chance hands me a T-shirt that I pull on over my head. I’m not wearing anything else though, so I don’t move out from under the covers.
“What’s going on? Do you have to leave early?” I know I sound disappointed, and I feel a little bad about it. I don’t want to guilt them into staying if they need to go, but I miss the hell out of them.
“It’s a present, Dad. Get dressed so we can go, and no, Chance talked us into staying another day.”
I look over at my husband, who’s beaming happily. “Thank you for that.”
He just nods at me in acceptance. “Okay, you all go out of here and let Grandpa get dressed,” he says to our oldest granddaughter, shuffling the whole family out of the room.
I stand up after the door closes behind them and look over at Chance, who’s looking at me far too hungrily when people are waiting on us. “No,” I say, and he just laughs, handing me a pair of underwear and jeans.
“Later.”
“Definitely later,” I agree, tugging the rest of my clothes on and then going into our bathroom to brush my teeth. “Are you going to tell me where we’re going? We need to feed the animals,” I say, a little worried that I slept in and my babies are hungry.
