Page 10 of Jingle all the Way

“I am getting there for midday. I need to set up a few things. The fair starts at three which means you will need to be in costume and your makeshift grotto for then. If that’s okay?” she adds politely.

I smirk. “Of course, it is. I cleared my schedule and shut the shop tomorrow.”

“You didn’t need to do that.” she blurts, her eyes widening in panic.

“Eve. Stop. I wanted to do this.”

She eyes me for a long beat then nods. “There will be little gifts for you to hand out to the children.” Her eyes come back to me. “Are you sure you are okay doing all this?”

“I will not tell you again. Just accept my help. You are obviously not used to a man supporting you but let me do it. I want to.” a slither of jealousy snakes through me at the thought of any man but me helping Eve out.

She shakes her head. “Not really. I am used to doing things all by myself.” I hear the vulnerability in her voice. This little woman, who is not my usual type but has caught my attention, does things to me I can’t explain. I want things with her. Things that I have never even considered before.

Reaching out, I take her hand in mine. She startles at the contact but doesn’t pull away. “That changes. Now.”

She gazes at me, her throat bobbing on a swallow before she smiles. And it’s so breathtaking, I nearly stop breathing. Amusement dances in her eyes and I know whatever she says next will be something to change the subject. I am proven right with her next words. “You might lose your voice with all the ho ho hoing you will be doing tomorrow.” A laugh bursts from her lips at her joke. In that moment, I can’t help myself. I am up and off my stool, crowding her space before she can stop me.

Leaning in, my mouth hits her ear. “Trust me cupcake I have got this. And don’t worry about me ho ho hoing. Worry about yourself. Because I can tell you now,youwill be the one ho ho hoing when you are riding my dick.” Her breath catches in her throat, and I pull back to look at her. Winking, I say. “And you willdefinitelybe riding my cock. It’s the only gift I want this Christmas.”

Lust flashes in her eyes and without asking my lips crash to hers in a bruising kiss. I kiss her like I want to swallow her. Like she is the air I need to breath. Wanting more, noneedingmore, my hands grip her small waist and I lift until she is sat on the counter and wedge myself between her thighs. Breaking the kiss, I search her face for any sign that she doesn’t want this and find none.

Trailing my hand up her thigh, I watch as her pulse picks up and her chest heaves. Leaning in, I press kisses to her neck. “You are so fucking sexy Eve. I want to devour you. From the moment I set eyes on you I knew I would make you mine.” my hand reaches her shorts and when she doesn’t shove me away, I push my hand underneath the fabric, finding her bare. I groan. “I want to fuck you so hard and ruin you for any other man. I want to imprint my cock in your pussy, so no other dick will be good enough.” She whimpers and I know my dirty words are turning her on because she grows wetter. Shoving her thighs wider, I look at her face as I run a finger down her slit then to her clit. Her back arches, silently begging for more. I smirk. “My dirty little cupcake. So wet for me. Do you want me to shove my fingers in your cunt and make you come?”

She nods as she licks her lips.

“Words baby.” I command.

“Yes, I want that.” she breathes. I grin, pushing two fingers into her pussy. My cock, throbs in my pants and I swear I could come right now like a fucking teenage boy. She is so fucking tight, so fucking wet that I slide in and out of her with ease. I can’t get deep enough though. Her shorts are restricting me. Pulling out of her, she whimpers at the loss of contact, her eyes snapping open and landing on me accusingly. “Wh-what are you doing? She stutters.

I don’t answer, just grip the waistband of her shorts. Understanding crosses her face and she quickly lifts her ass off the counter to help me get them off of her. I smile at how needy she is. How much she wants me. Throwing them to the floor. My eyes find the heaven between her thighs. “Spread your legs.” She does but it’s not enough. “Wider.” I grit. “Put your feet flat on the counter and show me that pussy. Show me what’s mine.”

Uneasiness flashes in her eyes. “What if Myla comes downstairs?” she whispers.

I lean in, kissing her nose. “She won’t. She went to bed, right?”

Chewing her lip, I can tell she is debating whether to follow my orders or not. It only takes seconds and then her mind is made up. She leans back on her elbows as she plants her feet on the counter and opens herself wide. I salivate at the picture in front of me.

Pink.

Juicy.

Wet.

Perfect.

Without another word, I dive in. My tongue darts out, running up her wet slit and tasting her juices. I growl. She tastes like mine. Knowing we could be caught by Eve’s mini me any second, I get to work. Push two fingers into her cunt, I wrap my lips around her clit. Her back arches and she cries out underneath the palm she has slapped over her mouth.

Wanting her, to come, I suck and thrust harder, working her until I feel her tight pussy flutter around me. She is close. I can feel it. Her legs tremble and I hear her hushed cries of pleasure. I add another finger and she is so tight around me; I think she might break them. And then she nearly does. She clamps down around me, I swear I hear bone crack, as her orgasm hits and I hear the muffled sound of my name.

Releasing her little bundle of nerves, I smirk up at her. Her eyes are on me, palm still over her mouth and her chest heaves. Pulling my fingers from her cunt, I bring them to my face. “You soaked me cupcake.” I rasp, my eyes never leaving hers. She watches me with curiosity in her eyes. Popping my fingers into my mouth, I lick her essence clean. Her eyes widen as she stares at me, and I grin.

So, innocent.

So beautiful.

Somine.

My little cupcake.

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