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“Mmm. If you’re really lucky, I’ll let you lick my candy cane. Give you the North Pole special.”
It only took her a moment to burst out laughing. “Oh my God. That was so cheesy.”
Seeing her laugh, true happiness etched on her face, was the best Christmas present I could ever ask for. I wanted her to always feel like she did right at this moment. The presents for her under the tree were just objects. But this… the moments we’d shared, the closeness we’d discovered, that was the true gift this Christmas season.
“Come on, my sexy elf. Let’s get dressed and go play Santa.”
I shut off the water and helped her dry, then dried myself. I hadn’t been kidding about the Santa and elf part. I really did have a Santa suit, and since I’d originally planned to go to the Dixie Reapers like I did every year, it was packed with my stuff. I’d also ordered an elf costume for Carmella, but it was for no one’s eyes but mine.
When she opened the bag I set on the bed, her gaze lifted to mine, full of heat and longing. She pulled the scrap of material from the box and shimmied into it. The microfiber faux-velvet cupped her breasts and the fur trim accented the plump mounds. What was left draped over her frame and stopped just below her ass. If she bent over -- which I fully intended for her to do when we were done -- I’d get to see paradise.
“Casper, there’s no bottoms.”
I waggled my eyebrows. “I know.”
I put on the Santa suit, complete with hat, then took her hand and dragged her from the room. The hall was quiet and I hoped the munchkins were asleep. Either way, with Torch laying down the law that they shouldn’t come out of their room, I knew they’d stay put.
We crept downstairs and I hauled a box out of the closet. I’d meant for the gifts to be delivered to the Reapers compound, but somehow they had arrived here with the packages I’d bought for Carmella. She’d insisted I take her into town so she could shop for presents for me, even though I’d assured her I didn’t need any. So I’d sipped coffee at the corner café on the main strip and given her two grand in cash.
As Carmella and I scattered the Santa gifts around the tree, I realized that this was my future. I’d get to spend every Christmas this way until the day I died, and I couldn’t have been happier about it. I put the last gift down, then dragged my wife to the doorway and looked up at the mistletoe hanging there.
“So, Miss Elf, have you been naughty or nice? Do you get a kiss, or does Santa need to put you over his knee and spank you?”
Her lips parted and her eyes darkened.
I hauled her against me and smashed my lips to hers, gripping her bare ass with both hands. Her legs came around my waist and I backed her against the smooth doorframe. My fingers brushed over her slick pussy and I knew I needed her. Here and now.
I loosened my pants but before I could get inside her she broke the kiss.
“Casper. Stop.”
I froze. Was I hurting her?
She pointed across the room. “Chair.”
I carried her across the room, then she squirmed to get down. Before I could ask what she was doing, she bent over the arm of the chair and gripped the other side. I shoved her dress up to the middle of her back and nudged her feet farther apart.
“Spank me, Santa.” Carmella gave me a seductive smile over her shoulder. “I’ve been a naughty elf and need to be punished.”
“Oh, yeah.” I ran my fingers down her ass. “Just how bad have you been?”
Merriment twinkled in her eyes. “When I said I had to use the bathroom earlier, I lied. I went in there and got myself off.”
I growled and smacked her ass hard enough it left a pink handprint on her cheek. She gasped and arched her back, making her ass stick out more.
Smack.
Smack.
Smack.
“Yes, Santa!”
I spanked her twice more, then shoved my cock hard and deep into her wet pussy. I’d wanted to make love to her, spend the night showering her with affection, but that wasn’t what she was going to get right now. No. This was hard. Rough. And just what we both seemed to need.
“Fuck me, Casper! Don’t hold back.”
I growled, gripped her hips tighter, and gave her everything I had. I roared out my release the same time she came, screaming my name. Thank fuck the cabin was four thousand square feet. Maybe the kids hadn’t heard their grandpa coming inside their grandma.
