Page 78 of Inherited Holiday

Her pussy pulsated and clamped onto my cock, pushing me out of her wet, warm heat.

The way she would squirm.

The way she would hold her breath right before falling over the brink of ecstasy. Taking every last bit of pleasure she could.

“Nicholas Yes… yes…”

Coming with everything she had.

The way she took her pleasure with everything I made her feel.

My balls throbbed with the need to come from watching her climax.

“I love you,” I groaned out, emptying my balls deep into her pussy.

She kissed all over my face, and we spent most of the morning in bed.

“What happens now?” she asked, looking up at me as she lay on my chest with Max on the other side of me.

“As half the owner of Mistletoe Town?—”

“Wait?” She sat up. “Half?”

I smiled. “My brother and I now own it.”

By the expression on her face, she was pleased with my answer. “That was very nice of you.”

I shrugged. “It’s a win-win.”

“You didn’t have to do that.”

“I know, but I wanted to. The next step is to relocate my business here.”

“I love that idea. I can bake you cookies, and you can come eat them on your lunch break.” I kissed her.

“I’d love that. You know this is all because of you, right? You’re the magic of Christmas.”

“No, Nicholas. You have it all wrong.” She moved to sit on my lap. “You’re the magic. You’ve always been the magic.”

“How do you figure?”

“Look how happy you’ve made everyone.”

She had a point.

“I was just doing my part.”

“Like Santa…” she teased.

“I’ve checked twice now. You’re definitely on the naughty list.”

“Well, my Grinch kind of lives there.”

“What time does your dad land tomorrow?”

“Noon. He’s bringing his girlfriend.”

They decided to spend the holidays on an island.

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