Page 11 of Jingle all the Way

My little Christmas Eve.

Chapter9

Eve

Alittle body jumping on my bed, wakes me the next morning. “Wake up momma,” she sings as she uses my bed as a trampoline.

Groaning, I open my eyes and look up at her. She is excited… and if I had to guess I would say it’s because of the school holiday fair today. Grabbing my cell from the nightstand, I check the time. Six a.m. Way too early for Myla to be up and me. I still had another half an hour before my alarm went off.

Reaching up, I grip her waist and pull her to me as I tickle her belly. She squeals. “What are you doing up baby girl?”

“I couldn’t sleep. I am just soooo excited to see Santa today.” She puffs out around her laughing.

Right. Santa. AKA Bennett.

His name alone stirs memories of last night and my cheeks heat as I remember the way he ate me out and fingered me on the kitchen counter. Christ, the man knows what he is doing. After he got me off, I wanted to return the favor. His erection was thick and long in his pants, begging for release, but he wouldn’t let me. He had told me everything he did was about me, and not because he wanted something in return. He said he would wait. Said by denying himself, it was the best kind of torture and that it would make the sex explosive when he finally got his cock inside me. I had blushed. Of course, I did. His dirty mouth knows no bounds.

After kissing me dizzy, he told me he would see me at the school, slapped my ass and left. And me? Well, I went to bed in a daze, not actually believing what had happened. It was so out of character for me, but I wanted it, wantedhimso bad, I couldn’t stop myself.

For one night, I wanted to be naughty, do something adventurous. Ben seems to bring that side of me out to play. And I am not complaining. Not when I came harder than I ever have before.

It sounds pathetic that at twenty-five years old, it’s the craziest sexual experience I have had, but it was. And I want more. More of what he can give me. He is so hot. So demanding and dominant. It’s not something I ever thought I would like but it turns me on so much, I get wet just thinking about him.

“Do you think I have been a good girl mom?” Myla repeats the question she has asked several times since the first of December hit, dragging me from my sordid thoughts.

I smile down at her, dropping a kiss to her hair. “You have been such a good girl baby.”

She squeals in my ear nearly making me go deaf and sings a song about how she is going to meet Santa. Falling back on my pillow, I close my eyes as I think about all the things I have to do this morning before I head to the school

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I am setting up my cake stand when a masculine voice speaks making me jump. “If it isn’t the prettiest mom at Belleview Elementary.”

Spinning around, I plaster on a smile as I face Jake Krasinski. A single dad, who will not take no for an answer. “Hey Jake,”

He grins as he steps in closer. So close I feel his hot breath as it hits the side of my neck. “Sexiest mom with the best ass, I may add.” He pulls back to look at me. “And one hell of a baker.” Ugh. He can be such a perv. It’s a shame really because he isn’t bad looking but his personality is a total turn off.

“Thanks… I think.” I say politely even though I want to tell him to back off.

His hand grips my right hip, and he spins us, so we are facing my cake stall. My skin itches with the need to rip his hand off me but I say nothing not wanting to cause a scene. “Which one did you make for me, my sweet Eve?”

I swallow down the bile that has risen in my throat as I try to shift out of his hold. A large shadow falls over us, stopping me. My head snaps up, landing on an angry looking Bennett, whose eyes are focused on Jake and where his hand is touching me. “Did your mom never teach you not to touch what doesn’t belong to you?” he growls, his jaw clenching.

Jake eyes him and sensing he is no match for the man towering over us, he drops his hand from my back, his brows furrowing as his gaze moves to me. “I didn’t know you had a boyfriend, Eve.” He asks and I don’t miss the wobble in his voice.

I open my mouth to speak but Bennett beats me to it. He leans down, getting right in Jake’s face. Jake turns an unusual shade of red as embarrassment and maybe a hint of anger takes over his features. “Well, she does. And this is your only warning. Next time, I will remove your hand with a blunt butcher’s knife.” Jake pales whilst I grow wet. “In fact, if I see you so much as look in Eve’s direction again, I will rip your eyes from their sockets.” My eyes widen, not because I am scared at this show of possession but because it is turning me on.

Jesus.

What the fuck is wrong with me. Bennett isn’t even my boyfriend, yet I am allowing him to stake a claim. Allowing him to act like this.

“Sorry. It won’t happen again.” Jake gulps, holding his hands up in surrender as he backs away.

It’s only then do I snap out of my horny daze and glance around to see we have acquired a little audience. They whisper and stare as they watch us. My cheeks heat as I look back at the man who caused this scene. “Bennett,” I hiss.

He smiles down at me, dropping a kiss to my forehead. “Sorry cupcake. But I will not tolerate any man touching you but me.” he shrugs nonchalantly before his eyes rove over the table of deliciousness in front of us.

I sigh, pinching the bridge of my nose. I could get into this with him now, but what would be the point. I don’t want to give the other parents any more of a show. So I will save it until we are in private.

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