The 12 Dates of Smutmas by McQueen Kadence

Author:McQueen, Kadence
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: K.M Books
Published: 2024-01-04T00:00:00+00:00

You’re A Mean One Ms. Winslow

Part 1

“What do you mean, we don’t have a reservation? I reserved a place at the Dove Lodge for the holiday weekend retreat!”

Ms. Winslow ground her teeth together, her posture rigid as she glared at the receptionist. She pulled out her phone and swiped a few times, then turned her phone to the receptionist.

Angel tapped at her screen and shook her head.

“I’m sorry, there’s nothing here. I’m going to check in with the manager.”

Ms. Winslow did not hesitate to show her displeasure and gave the other woman stern words about being prepared and treating customers right.

While Angel was gone, Charles admired the massive lodge architecture. Entire logs lay stacked on top of one another to form the walls. To build doorways, someone cut a rectangle into the wood, then slammed in a frame, creating a rustic aesthetic. Christmas lights decorated the walls and even some of the ceiling.

Angel returned and presented Ms. Winslow with a key.

“Thank you for being so understanding, Angel.”

The receptionist pulled out a card, the corners of her eyes crinkling.

“Sometimes our system glitches. If you go to the bar later, you can redeem these for a drink. I recommend the ambrosia and nectar cocktail.”

Charles flashed an apologetic smile at the blue-eyed woman standing behind the reception desk.

She rolled her eyes in response.

“You don’t need to be so hard on her, Ms. Winslow.”

“She is the help, Charles. They should have everything figured out for our enjoyment. We are the customer.”

Charles frowned but followed the older woman to room one.

The lock clicked, and the door opened on well-oiled hinges.

“Oh, this room is beautiful!”

Charles walked up behind the older woman. He dwarfed her, the broad shoulders of his back reminiscent of an old railroad worker.

“You need a good fuck.” He breathed the words into her ear, then traced a line of kisses down the back of her neck.

“No.” Her words were halfhearted as she relaxed into his embrace, enjoying the affection.

He ran a hand up her thigh, then under her dress.

“No underwear?”

“I figured it would make things easy.”

“Well, you certainly have my attention now.”

Charles turned Ms. Winslow around and picked her up with effortless ease. She wrapped her legs around his waist and lowered her lips to his.

Charles sucked at her tongue, then ran his between her lips in a delicious tangle.

Her breath hitched, and she ran her fingers through his hair.

“I want to taste you. I bet you’re delicious.”

She squirmed and ground at his waist with her hips until Charles placed her on top of the sheets.

Charles’ cock was eager, excited. He controlled himself and instead lowered his lips to her inner thigh.

He kissed a slow, sensual trail up to the crease where her thigh met the lips of her pussy. Charles breathed in her scent. It was a heady aroma that started the saliva dripping in his mouth.

“Not yet,” he said, voice muffled by her thigh. Pulling back, he traced another line of kisses up the other side of her thigh.

“Charles, please.”

“Not yet,” he repeated, chuckling at the way she squirmed and pushed her hips toward him.

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