Page 20 of The Santa Surprise

She’s bare, except for a little landing strip at the top of her pussy. The closer I get, the more I can smell her arousal and the harder it makes my cock. I spread her thighs, lean in, licking her from top to bottom.

Her sweet, spicy flavor explodes on my tongue. I fuck her channel with my tongue, listening to her muffled cries. I suck her clit into my mouth as I ease one finger inside her, and she’s fucking tight and so hot.

Aspen’s fingers spear my hair as she thrusts her hips up as I tap the little ridge inside of her. Her clit swells against my tongue. Her cries turn urgent and I can tell she’s close to coming.

When I pull my finger out and push another inside, she arches her back and grips my hair in her fists as she comes. I bring her down and then pull my fingers from her, making sure she can see me as I lick them clean.

Even in the darkness of her room I can see the heated look in her eye. I jump off the bed, stripping until I’m completely naked. I stroke my cock as I walk to my bag and grab the box of condoms I brought, just in case.

Aspen pushes up onto her elbows and watches as I roll the condom down on my cock. “Your body is better than I remembered,” she whispers.

I crawl onto the bed and up her body, kissing her stomach, between her breasts, and then her neck. She sighs and then moans when I nip at her flesh. I grab my rigid cock, rubbing it through her slick heat. “Are you ready?”

She nods and I hold her gaze as I ease into her. Fuck, she’s so tight and it’s been a while since I’ve had sex. Once I’m buried to the hilt I freeze, trying to get control of myself.

“I didn’t hurt you, did I?” I whisper and then lean down, kissing her lips.

Aspen cups my cheek. “No, but if you don’t move, I may scream.” She gives me a cheeky grin and then I begin to move.

I grab her thigh, pulling it up high on my hip as I begin fucking her. I move in and out of her pussy, hitting her clit with every thrust. I grab her hand, lacing our fingers together as I pin it next to her head.

Her cries are music to my ears. “Are you going to come for me, baby?”

She answers with a moan, as she begins coming. Her pussy is rippling around my cock, triggering my own orgasm. I plant myself to the root, coming hard. I take a deep breath and bury my face in her neck. “Fuck, you’re amazing.” I kiss behind her ear and then her lips.

“You’re not so bad yourself,” she says as she hugs me.

Aspen whimpers as I pull my softening cock from her. “Let me go take care of this.” She grabs my face, pulling me down for a kiss.

I throw on my flannel pants and make my way across the hall to the bathroom. Once I’m all straightened out, I head into Dakota’s room. Tiny is where he was before. My daughter hugs the dog from behind, even in sleep.

I sit on the side of the bed, stroking a hand over her head. Who knew that playing Santa was going to change my life? Thank god, I drew the short straw because our paths may have never crossed otherwise.

I give Tiny a rub and he sighs other than that, he doesn’t move. I get up and quietly leave the room. I find Aspen standing in the hallway. “They asleep?” she whispers.

I nod, “Yeah.” I grab her hand and lead her back into her bedroom. “Is she going to be up early?”

“I bet she’s up by five,” she tells me.

I pull her into my side, and she rests her head on my shoulder. She starts softly snoring almost immediately, making me smile. I’m almost too excited to sleep, but eventually I do, wrapped around a woman I hope to spend a lot more time with.

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Everyone watches Dakota open her American Girl doll from my parents. Her excited squeal was enough to burst our ear drums, but the look of happiness on my parents’ face was worth it.

My brothers sit on both sides of her and she’s on Mara’s lap. Mom’s been snapping pictures like crazy, speaking of pictures the family picture we did hangs above the fireplace. She got Aspen a framed picture of the three of us and Tiny.

Aspen excused herself and when I went to the bathroom to find her, she was leaning against the sink with tears in her eyes. “Everything okay?”

“Yeah, sorry. That was just really sweet of her.” I led her back out to watch our daughter open her gifts, which has taken forever because she has to take each gift around to everyone, showing them what she got.

None of us mind, because we just sit back, drinking our coffee, and eating Mom’s cinnamon rolls. The rest of the day is spent playing with Dakota and her new toys and everyone napping on and off.

By the time we’re back to Aspen’s I carry my sleeping daughter inside. While she gets her changed, I let Tiny out and then back in before grabbing Aspen’s gifts. She was back into the living room a few minutes later. “She is out.”

“Good, come sit with me.” I tap the cushion next to me and first she grabs a box from under the tree. “I wasn’t sure what to get you, but I saw both of these and thought of you.”

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