Page 178 of Daddy's Naughty List

“There’s no way the sun is up.” Santa was very confused, so I was his good helper and pulled the pillow back. “Fuck.”

Giggling, I pointed to the window. “See? It’s here.”

Kinda.

Santa groaned and rubbed his hands over his face. “Fine. Yes. The sun is here.”

Santa already needed a nap.

Hmm.

Cuddles.

Yes, I’d give him cuddles and help him take a nap later because I was his good helper.

“Yay.” Present time. “I’ll help you go potty and then you can make coffee and I’ll help too.”

Santa peeked one eye open. “Really?”

Silly Santa.

“I’ll watch and tell you that you did a good job.” That was important too. “You like being a good Santa.”

He groaned. “You cannot keep using my praise kink against me.”

Hmm.

“Potty time, Santa.” Yes. That was better than lying to my Santa. “Don’t you want coffee and to be a good Santa?”

He sighed.

Ha.

He was getting out of bed.

“Christmas morning should not come so early.” Shaking his head as he sat up, Santa looked around and frowned. “How is it already morning?”

Mumbling something about being stupid, Santa took a deep breath and stretched.

Hmm.

He needed his helper to make sure he woke up good.

“Ah.” Santa flopped back as I tickled him and he laughed and laughed. “I’m awake. I’m awake.”

I was such a good helper.

“Love you, Santa.” Cheek kisses and sweet smiles. Yes. I did that so good. “Are you ready to go look at my presents and play?”

Santa laughed as he wrapped his arms around me and gave me a big hug. “Yes. I’m ready to go play with my helper.”

Oops.

“My naughty helper.” Santa tickled so fast and he laughed and laughed as I squealed. He looked naughty when he finally stopped torturing me. “I’m going to have to get you later too.”

Yep, Santa needed a nap to make sure he was happy.

I could do that.

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