Page 12 of Mountain Man's Merry Grumpmas

Monroe lets out a sexy, throaty whine, and then she narrows her eyes at me and abruptly turns away to grab the mugs.

"That's right. Keep yourself busy, so you don't have to look at me in all my naked glory." I grin, as she pointedly ignores meand my...stocking stuffer. I go over to the box of ornaments and open it.

These look like they might be from her childhood, so I am extra careful as I nestle them among the pink branches. When I get to a smaller box tucked at the bottom, I open it and childhood nostalgia washes over me.

"Hey, I remember these. These look like they're from... Are these mine?" I look up at Monroe, who grins at me.

"I texted your mom a couple months ago and asked her to send me anything she could find. She said these were your favorites."

I couldn't love this woman more if I tried. My heart swells, and I'm so grateful for her coming into my life and helping me realize what's most important.

Family. Love. Connection.

My cock is now standing straight out like Santa's north pole. Monroe's eyes get round, and I can tell she's squeezing her thighs together as she adds marshmallows to the cocoa.

By the time I put the last ornament on the tree, Monroe is practically bouncing up and down in the kitchen.

"Done!" I call out.

Monroe carefully sets two mugs on the table with a plate of cookies, and then my girl runs to me, jumping up and throwing her legs and arms around me like a sexy koala.

I grip her naked ass with both hands, kneading her cheeks. She moans, her breath in my ear. She grinds her soaked core against my stomach as we kiss in a clash of tongues, lips, and teeth. I kiss her neck, sucking on the tops of her breasts.

When I lay her down on the floor, her fiery red hair spreads out on the hot pink tree skirt, and I think I might be looking at my new favorite fantasy come true.

"Oh, Santa. I've been an awfully good girl this year. Did you bring me something nice?" Monroe looks at me with a cheeky pout, and I lower myself between her legs.

"Yes, I have something you're going to love, Mrs. Jensen."

Her cries of pleasure as my tongue finds her clit are the best gift I could imagine.

Merry Christmas to me...and a happily ever after.