Page 15 of Christmas of Convenience

“That’s not how this works, baby. I’m asking the questions. You get an answer wrong, and I spank your bottom. Got it?”

She hums in approval but continues to squirm… which I like.

“Could you see yourself falling in love with me?”

“Yes.”

I rub her bottom. “Good girl.”

“Do you like it on Rugged Mountain… enough to live here someday?”

“Yes.” She pants as she speaks.

“And what about work? Could you see working for a little school out here?”

“I mean… yeah, but I’d want Heather to come with me.”

“Okay.” I rub her bottom harder, watching as it jiggles up her back. Fuck, I want to lay into her. “Are you the most beautiful girl ever?”

She pauses. “I know you’re going to spank me for this, but I really don’t think I am.”

I pull my hand back and smack her ass as she wiggles and squirms against my lap. “You’re wrong. You are easily the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”

“It’s not true.”

I spank her again and again as my cock drives hard up the length of my jeans. I’ve never felt so stiff.

“Don’t stop!” she whines and her bottom clenches. “Spank me harder!”

My cock is hard pressed against the zipper of my jeans and this erection is torture.

Her little hand lands on the seam of my jeans and her nails stroke the length of my dick through the denim over and over again as she whines out for more spankings.

“Nah, we’re done with that, baby. I want you on my lap.”

She sits up and meets my gaze as she unbuckles my jeans, tugging them to the floor. “Oh damn. You’re huge!”

“Well, that’s an ego boost. I’m not huge.”

“No… I haven’t touched a dick before, and Istillknow this is huge.” She grins as she strokes my cock in her soft hand. “You had me fooled back at the restaurant with all the tiny dick talk.”

“Yeah, well, you’re making it sound way more impressive than it is.”

“Seriously, how are you going to fit? I mean, I’m going to be tight as it is.”

“I know,” I follow her lead and lift the little skirt she wears until my hand is back on her soft core, massaging against her soaking panties, “I can’t wait.” As I say this, the worst possible realization comes to mind. “Fuck…”

“What?”

“I don’t have a condom. I don’t do this ever, so I don’t keep them around.”

She shakes her head and kisses the tip of my nose. “It’s okay. We don’t need one. I thought we’re trying to fill that house up with babies?”

I’ve spent my life as a rational man, but hearing Jen say she wants my babies gives me a sense of pride and desire I’ve never had. Suddenly, I have purpose. A hypothetical family to take care of. A woman to look out for. A life to create.

I pull her panties down off her smooth legs, and she straddles my lap, anchoring her tight, wet pussy onto my cock as though that’s where she’s always belonged.

She bites her bottom lip as she sinks onto me, wincing. “See… it’s big.”

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