Keeping Her Under The Mistletoe_A Novelette by M. Robinson

Author:M. Robinson [Robinson, M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-12-04T00:00:00+00:00

I would.

—Noah—

This fucking suit.

I spent most of the night sweating my balls off. Playing the part while Creed and the brothers threw shade, laughing their asses off at my expense. Little did he know, Santa left Harley a generous present under his tree. It’s the gift that keeps on giving. A full drum set with all the bells and whistles with a note that read “Make sure to play this early every mornin’.”

Who’s gonna be laughin’ now, motherfucka’.

All the while I couldn’t stop thinkin’ ’bout Skyler’s tight, wet pussy coming down my cock. Willing my dirty mind to keep busy by interacting with a shitload of kids who were so fucking happy Santa Claus showed up. Taking turns, telling me what they wanted for Christmas.

When it was Harley’s turn, she jumped into my lap and with a huge smirk on her face, she blurted, “Can you give my daddy some new balls? He is so sad about his blue holiday ones. Maybe some red ones to get him in the Christmas spirit?”

Everyone busted out laughing, including me. The shit that would come out of Harley’s mouth proved she was the spitting image of both of her parents. Their smartass mouths and personalities. But she was more Jameson than Ryder, that was for damn sure.

By the end of the night I was getting restless, checking the time every few minutes. Anxiously waiting for the night to end with my dick in Skyler’s ass. Failing miserably at distracting myself from my throbbing cock, aching to be freed from these hot fucking Santa pants. It wouldn’t be much longer now. The party was winding down, the kids were all tucked into their beds at the clubhouse, and brothers were taking their old ladies home to do exactly what I wanted…

No, desperately needed to do to Skyler.

It wasn’t until I walked out of the bathroom of our private suite, adjusting my cock, that I found her leaning against the door wearing her version of a Mrs. Claus outfit. My greedy glare went from her Santa hat, to the thin red v-shaped velvet sash that hung around her neck. Descending down over her hard nipples, to the sides of her toned stomach, toward her bare pussy. Showing every inch of her creamy white skin, leaving very little to the imagination. She was wearing red thigh-high stockings that covered her luscious, perfect fucking legs with fuck me heels to finish off her Mrs. Claus getup.

Making my cock twitch at the goddamn sight of her.

“Is that a candy cane in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?”

“I don’t know, cutie. Why don’t ya get on your knees and come find out, so you can empty Santa’s sack?”

“But…” she played coy, sucking the peppermint stick she had in her hand into her mouth as if it were my cock. “It’s not Christmas yet.”

“Baby, unlike Santa, I for damn sure come more than once a year.”

She giggled, twirling a strand of her long brown hair, and it was still the sweetest fucking sound I’d ever heard.

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