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“Yesss,” she moans as I pull back and slide inside her again. She tilts her hips and grips my ass cheeks. “So good.”

I grind against her slowly and sensually, rubbing her clit with my pelvis. Her hands move to my shoulders, and she thrusts against me, her moans growing louder

“You’re incredible,” I pant in her ear, increasing the pace of my thrusts.

Unable to speak, she kisses my neck, her inner muscles clenching around my cock. Our hips dance in harmony as I glide in and out of her, and the only sounds are those of our guttural moans and the slap of our bodies coming together.

My thumb finds her clit again. “Gonna make you come. Need to feel you come while I’m inside you. Tell me you’re mine, Charity. Need to hear it.”

“I’m yours, Ryder. All yours.”

“Always,” I growl. I quicken my pace, thrusting hard and bottoming out inside her. “Mine.”

My heart beats in time with hers, and every cell in my body is alive with primal pleasure. Charity’s pussy tightens around me spasmodically as I slam inside her, my thrusts becoming choppy as my balls draw up with my impending orgasm.

“Ryder, I’m close,” she pants, her fingernails digging into my shoulders.

“Come with me,” I grunt as she twitches beneath me.

I stare deeply into Charity’s clear blue eyes as her orgasm washes over her, and my release barrels through me. I roar as she convulses and contracts around me, her pussy milking and kneading every last drop of cum from my pulsing shaft. Stars swim in my vision as I empty inside her, filling her to the brim with my hot, life-giving seed.

“Wow,” Charity sighs up at me, her eyes drowsy with satisfaction.

“Yeah,” I pant, sucking in air. “That was fucking incredible. You okay, Sparkles?”

“Mmmm, more than okay,” she mumbles, a sated smile pulling at her mouth.

I roll so she’s sprawled across my chest, her body draped over mine. My cock is still hard inside her. Guess it’s gonna take a while before I’ve had my fill of my woman.

I wrap my arms around her and tip her head up for my kiss. “Merry Christmas, Sparkles.”

She smiles against my mouth. “Best Christmas ever.”

Epilogue - Charity

A Week Later

The Avalon Club is the perfect venue for our New Year’s Eve wrap party. The place is ultra-modern, with a sleek black lacquered bar centered in the expansive, black-and-white chevron-floored room. Walls covered in glittering gold letters lead to a raw oak slat ceiling, and the flickering lights of the metallic curtains make the bottles of champagne sparkle. The brick walls are adorned with the artwork of Lucas Moretto, a talented artist who’d designed spaces for several A-List celebrities.

A live band plays laid-back jazz and blues music on a small stage at the back of the room, providing the perfect ambiance as the guests talk and laugh, enjoying the extensive selection of finger foods beautifully laid out on the table running the length of one wall.

Tonight, we’re back in L.A to celebrate the movie's success and see in the new year with our friends and colleagues.

The place is buzzing as I sip my wine at the bar. We almost managed two hours before Ryder had to duck out to take a call from one of his security guys. It may be New Year’s Eve, but he still has to be available to his team.

I scan the room, taking in the merry scene before me. Christmas has always been my favorite time of year. I love everything about it. Seeing the love fill the room tonight makes me all the merrier.

Many of the cast and crew of The Naughty List were Christmas humbuggers, called to make a movie at the eleventh hour. Those people got a lot more than they bargained for, including a reminder of what the festive season is all about– sharing it with loved ones.

And there’s certainly an abundance of love tonight. I’ve done the rounds and chatted with everyone tonight, discovering they all have their own stories to tell from The Naughty List.

Jackson and Hailey, for starters. Ryder filled me in on their story. Those two went through a lot to reach their happy ending, and now plan to move in together.

I spot Andrew, Kane’s body double, kissing Max, the set doctor, under the mistletoe. He lifts her left hand and presses his lips to the antique gold ring she’s wearing. The engaged couple is leaving for Texas, where I know Max will continue to make a huge difference as a doctor.

Scarlett calls Andrew’s name as she and Kane stroll over to them. I chuckled at her flushed cheeks and wild hair when they arrived. They were late, so no prizes for guessing what they were up to before the party. They’re a beautiful couple, and their chemistry is off the charts. There’s no doubt that they’retheHollywood couple.

Scarlett hugs Max, and they admire each other’s rings while the men shake hands and clap each other on the back.

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