“Easy to follow too.” He raises his hand and brings it down on my ass.
SMACK!
This isn’t the first time Nate has spanked me. When we celebrated my birthday, I asked him for a birthday spanking, and it turned both of us on so much that I’ve found myself in this position quite a few times over the last year.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“Naughty little elf.” Nate chuckles under his breath as he gives me a few more slaps on the ass.
“Very naughty.” I look back at him and pout.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“You’ll be a well-behaved elf soon enough.” He has to suppress a laugh as he tries to keep a serious expression on his face. “No more candy canes.”
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“But they’re so good…” I squirm on his lap and rub intentionally rub against his cock. “It’s not like I have anything else to suck on.”
“You will.” He nods and raises his hand again. “Just as soon as I’m done spanking you.”
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“If this is what I get for eating candy canes, I’m glad I didn’t tell you about all the cookies I’ve been stealing from Santa!” I give him a devious smile and wiggle my ass.
“Seems like you just did.” He lets his hand rest on the small of my back.
“Oops…” I pretend to be upset that I told him.
“Clearly, these need to come down.” He grabs the waistband of my panties.
“Wait, no!” I playfully reach back and grab them myself to keep him from pulling them down.
We’ve played this game before. I always fight him when he tries to pull my panties down, and I always lose, then get a longer spanking because of it.
This time is no different.
Nate and I jokingly argue over it, then I finally give in, and admit that I deserve to have my bare bottom spanked. My panties are so wet that they practically stick to me when he slides them down, and it’s no secret that I’m enjoying it as much as he is.
Nate may be one of the toughest men I know, and he’s normally very gentle with me, but tonight is one of the nights when I don’t want him to be, and he knows it. Once my panties are down, he spanks me a little harder, and it isn’t long until I’m squirming across his lap for real, begging him to stop while I promise to be the best little Christmas elf in Santa’s workshop.
We’re both so turned on when the spanking is over that I don’t even take a moment to compose myself before I start going down on him. He stops me before I can make him come, and I immediately straddle him, moaning as he slides his cock deep inside my pussy.
We don’t make it back to the living room. We make love until we’re exhausted and then I cuddle in his embrace.
It’s been a year, and I haven’t gotten tired of falling asleep in Nate’s arms.
I don’t think I ever will.
By some miracle, we manage to keep our hands off each other in the days that follow, and completely finish our Christmas decorations. Some weeks later, we’re preparing for the Mistletoe family Christmas dinner, but we agreed to exchange presents first, so I’m not happy when I wake up thirty minutes later than I planned.
“Nate!” I give him a quick shake. “We overslept.”
“That’s why I don’t drink eggnog.” He groans and sits up. “What’s your excuse?”
“I’m tired.” I sigh and rub my eyes. “I’ll get the coffee started, then we can exchange gifts like we planned.”
“Or we could stay in bed…” He pulls me close. “We can always exchange gifts after we get home tonight. Or tomorrow.”
