Page 42 of Blame It On The Reindeer

“You’re lucky you’re feeding me.”

“Or what,Princess?”

“You know what, I don’t think I want to be your friend anymore.” I set my empty plate on the table and started laughing as he reached forward, tickling my sides as he pulled me down onto the couch. I sighed under the weight of his body, enjoying how it felt over mine.

“That’s okay. Friends are overrated. I’d rather be lovers.”

“Well, then, I guess you’re gonna have to stop being a fighter and change your grumpy ways.”

“You still think I’m grumpy?” He arched an eyebrow and waited for my answer.

I nodded, chewing my lip as I watched the way his hazel eyes flashed with mischief.

“I guess there’s only one way to fix that.” He winked and began lowering himself down my body, removing my pants and panties along the way.

“Are you sure that’s not the way to fix whenI’mgrumpy?” I teased, hissing as his tongue slid in between my slit. My head rolled back as my eyes fluttered closed.

“Nope. This is the way to fix all of life’s problems.”

“Well then, I’m all for it.”

I gripped the back of his head and held it where I wanted as he ate my pussy. He fucked me with his tongue, nearly driving me over the edge as he started sucking my clit while he slid two fingers inside.

“Yes!” I cried, already feeling the start of a mind-blowing orgasm building. “Right there!”

It wasn’t like he needed the guidance. This man knew very well what he was doing and wasted no time getting me off. I arched my back and cried out his name as I came on his face.

A few seconds later, he lifted his head, wiped his mouth, and gave me a delighted look.

“See, I’m not grumpy anymore. Problem solved.”

“Hmm. I don’t know. I think I’m still a little grumpy,” I said coyly, waiting for him to sit down and get situated. “Maybe I should ride my frustrations out?”

“I think I like the sound of that.”

I giggled as I helped him undress, not bothering to take our time since we both needed this. Once he was stripped naked, Iclimbed over him as he sat on the couch and started to lower myself.

“Oh, wait. Did you want to use a condom this time?” I asked, pulling my shirt over my head and tossing it to the pile of clothes on the floor.

“Nope. You feel too good without one, and we’re both good. Now ride your frustrations out, Princess.”

I smiled as I slowly moved myself down over his cock, loving that he was already hard for me. It was different this time, but that connection I had felt the first time was still there. Heck, maybe even stronger now.

Once he was fully seated inside me, I leaned forward, allowing him access as he greedily fondled my breasts. He pulled one nipple into his mouth, sucking hard while guiding my hips with his hands on my hips. I loved how full it felt having him inside me and couldn’t imagine ever going back to anything other than this again.

I reached down to rub my clit while he sucked the other nipple, both of us already close to coming. I bounced harder, rotating my hips as I ground against him. His grip on my hips deepened, holding me in place as he lifted his hips and thrust up into me.

It was like he was some sort of sex god, knowing exactly what my body needed and when. I rubbed harder, and within seconds, I came on his cock while he released his load inside of me.

Twenty-Seven

Brody

Jasmin wasn’t kidding when she said that everyone showed up for Frosty Fest. We’d been at the mall since five this morning, getting everything set up, and every time I passed by the front entrance, the number of people setting up for the parade grew larger. They didn’t seem to care that it was freezing outside or that the parade didn’t start for another hour. They showed up for something they loved, and that warmed my heart in a way I never would have imagined.

“Hey, do you have a minute?” I asked Jasmin as she headed for her office.

“Yeah. Sure. What’s up?”

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