Page 167 of A Very Naughty Christmas

Raina: Well, that’s cheating. No fair!

Eliot: All’s fair in love and war, my sweet.

Raina: Indeed…

He wanted to go tame the little minx right away, but knew he had a bit more shopping to do. Instead, he sent one last text before climbing out of bed.

Eliot: Be a good girl today. If you are, maybe I’ll just surprise you with a reward.

Raina: Fine… I guess I’ll be good then. If I have to…

Eliot laughed, before closing his phone and hopping in the shower. He seriously couldn’t wait for this weekend.

Over the course of the next couple of hours, he found a few extra presents for her, but missed her terribly. It felt like forever since he’d seen her and his palm itched to redden her delectable ass, or at least hold her tight in his arms. With a smile, he phoned in an order of Chinese and picked it up a short time later. He drove over to her place and pulled out his cell phone. After he parked in the apartment lot, he texted her.

Eliot: Have you stayed out of trouble today?

Raina: Mostly, I think…

Eliot: Mostly? What kind of answer is that? Are you at least safe and sound at home with the door locked to keep out wandering strangers?

Raina: I don’t think it’s locked right now. I usually check everything before I go to bed.

Eliot: You should really be careful. At any time, a dangerous crazy person could walk into your place. You never know what could happen.

Eliot picked up the bag of food and made his way to her door. He stood off to the sideso that she couldn’t see him if she looked outside the keyhole, and knocked.

Raina: Is that you?

Eliot: What do you mean?

Raina: There’s someone knocking on my door.

Eliot: Weird. You should lock it to keep the crazies out.

A long moment passed before he heard movement inside. The door swung open and her head peeked out. When she finally saw him, she smirked at him.

“Keep out the crazies, huh?”

“You hungry?” he asked sheepishly. “I hope you like orange chicken or beef and broccoli and all the other goodies this Chinese place put in the bag. If you’re lucky, I might even give you an eggroll.”

“I’d love some orange chicken,” she smiled excitedly as she stepped aside to let him in.

Walking inside her small studio, he put the food down on a round oak table. He turned and watched her open the white cabinets and pull out plates as well as silverware. She was wearing a blue tank top and black yoga pants that hugged her curves in a way that made his balls ache with need. The sway of her hips and the tightening of her nipples beneath the soft cotton made his cock harden instantly.

He wanted to throw her on the queen-size bed nearby and fuck her until she begged for more.

“So. Are you the dangerous crazy that could enter my place at any moment?”

“Of course. I mean, what other guy would rush into your place with Chinese food? You should be particularly careful about men like me too,” he teased.

“Oh, yeah?”

“Yup. For some reason I like to take pretty misbehaving young ladies like you in hand, pull down their yoga pants, and spank their asses until they promise to behave. I’m definitely one to watch out for.”

“Maybe I should hire security to guard my door,” she said thoughtfully.

“Probably. Maybe even hire two guys or something. You never know what could happen,” he mused while opening the food containers. He served himself a decent portion of pork fried rice, as well as some beef and broccoli. She smirked at him while helping herself some of the orange chicken and white rice. She picked up a pair of chopsticks while hereached for a fork and knife.

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