Page 54 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 9
“Okay,” said Ash. “Here goes nothing…” She started walking towards Santa.
And as she did, Slavanka and I each reached out and grabbed one end of her ribbon suit.
With her next step, the entire thing unraveled.
“Oh fuck,” she hissed and tried to hold it in place. But it was too late. The ribbon was already in a pile on the floor, leaving her in nothing but her striped boots and white gloves. She froze mid-step. “You guys! My outfit! What do I do?”
“Just keep walking!” I said. “Don’t make it weird. He probably won’t even notice.”
Sober Ash never would have done it. She would have lost her mind and thrown her naked self right through the giant glass window behind the sleighs. But drunk Ash? She fucking went for it.
“Merry Christmas, Ash,” boomed Santa as she approached.
“Merry Christmas, Santa,” she whispered.
It felt a little late for her to act shy given that she was bare ass naked. But whatever.
Santa wasn’t doing much to hide his eyes trailing down Ash’s naked body.
Please plow my friend, Santa.
“Have you been naughty or nice this year?” he asked her.
She paused at the steps in front of his throne. “Ummm…nice. Definitely nice.”
“You hesitated,” he said. “Come here.”
She walked up the steps and Santa couldn’t keep his eyes off her swaying hips.
Please, oh please fuck her, Santa.I could tell he wanted to. And I swear he’d already felt hard when I sat on his lap. He was a very naughty boy.
“Do you know what I think?” Santa asked.
Ash shook her head.
“I’ve been watching your every move. I see you when you’re sleeping. I see you when you’re awake. And I think you’re usually nice. But you can be very naughty when you want to be.” He put his black-leather-gloved fingers on the center of her chest and slowly trailed them down between her breasts and down her stomach. “Like the way you used to lick your candy canes? Very naughty, Ash.” His fingers paused beneath her bellybutton. “So tell me. How are you feeling right now? Nice?” His hand moved a fraction of an inch lower. “Or naughty?” He rubbed his gloved finger along her slit.
She moaned and I swear the girl almost fell over from one touch.
“Oh, Ash.” Santa slid one of his gloved fingers inside of her.
At least, I thought he did, because Ash moaned.
“You’re getting my gloves all wet. That’s very naughty.”
I pressed my thighs together. The friction of his leather gloves would feel so good.
“I don’t need to ask you what you want,” he said and let his hand fall away from her skin. “Your list was very clear.” He stood up and unbuckled his belt. And somehow that made the rest of his outfit drop to the floor. His thick cock was wrapped in shiny red paper with a nice little bow on top.
“Santa!” gasped Ash. She paused at the steps in front of his throne.
“Is this not what you wished for?”
“No,” she said. “It is.” She looked back at us and mouthed, “OH MY GOD.”
I waved her on. “Go get your present, girl!”
Ash turned back to face Santa.
