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“Lil bit. Are you okay?” I hear him say before he rings the bell again.
I decide my hair looks as good as it’s going to get. I grab the repaired door handle and pull it open.
“Hi!” I give him a big smile but drop it some when I think about how the girls in school said my teeth were too big. Before I know what’s happening, he’s wrapping an arm around me and pulling me in for a kiss.
I gasp, surprised for a moment but then quickly recover. Next thing I know I’m digging my fingers into his chest and deepening the kiss. My tongue swirls around with his as I get lost in him. I hear something fall but can’t find a reason to care. Instead, I wrap myself tighter around Mac.
He lets out a groan that rolls through my body and goes straight to my clit. My back hits something, and I realize I’m rubbing myself against him. His very hard cock is pressing into me. That’s what I’m using to get my own pleasure. My need is growing by the second.
Mac starts to pull away, but I release his shirt to wrap my arms around his neck and bring that mouth of his right back to me. I think I could do this for the rest of my life. I whimper into his mouth when he takes control.
He presses me more into the wall, pinning me there as he moves his cock back and forth against my sex. Each stroke hits the perfect spot for me. I barely get to enjoy it before my orgasm hits. My whole body explodes with pleasure as my fingernails dig into his big arms. He lets out another loud groan. His big body jerks against me.
I wonder if it felt as good to him as it did to me. I slowly open my eyes. My body feels relaxed now, and none of the tension I was holding earlier remains. I drop my head back when he pulls his mouth from mine. He buries his face in my neck, placing kisses there.
Oh noes. The realization that I just dry humped my neighbor hits me like a ton of bricks. Not only did I dry hump him, but I got off within two seconds. If that doesn't stamp inexperienced across my forehead, nothing ever will. I have no idea what to do at this point.
“Sorry?” I say. The kisses I was enjoying on my neck stop as Mac raises his head to look at me. When I see the look of disappointment on his face, I wish I could take my words back. “I mean I’m not really sorry, because it felt amazing.” I close my eyes, wanting to die of embarrassment.
Jingle jingle jingle.
That all too familiar sound resonates through the house, distracting us both from this awkward conversation. I sigh, relieved to be saved by the bells and by the fact that he can hear them too. Mac slowly lowers me to the ground.
“Don’t ever apologize for that.” His words are gruff.
I lick my lips and nod. He doesn't look like he wants to let me go, but he takes a step back. “Is that your phone jingling?” He asks and bends down to pick something up.
“I don’t know where it’s coming from.” Could it be a cell phone? The crazy Santa could have dropped it. No, that doesn’t work because I heard them at Mac’s house too.
“I made you some muffins.” He holds out the plastic container he retrieved from the floor.
“Did I ruin them?” I take the box from him. I attacked him, and he was only trying to bring me muffins.
“You didn't ruin anything.” He smiles at me.
I’m secretly afraid I’ve ruined Christmas for everyone, but I keep that to myself. Mac is kissing me and bringing me muffins. I’m not ready to send him running away with more Santa-murdering crazy talk.
“Coffee?” I ask and motion for him to come into the kitchen. I set the container down.
“I’d love some.” He leans against the counter as I make him a cup. I grab an orange juice for myself. I turn to give him his coffee.
“What kind of muffins--” My words trail off when I see the Santa hat lying on the counter. That wasn't there a second ago.
“Chocolate chip,” I hear him say, but my eyes are locked on the Santa hat.
I pick it up. “Did you bring this over with you?”
“No.” He takes a sip of his coffee. “Why?”
I make a weird clicking sound in my throat, one I’ve never made before.
“Are you okay?” He puts his cup down before coming over to me. His big hands cup my face, making me look up at him.
“I’m fine,” I lie.
Mac’s eyes narrow on me, so I try to change the subject. “I actually could use your help. I have a giant box I need loaded into my car to take to the post office.” His face lights up with a smile at me asking him to help me with something.
Damn. Just when I think he can’t get any more handsome, he goes and proves me wrong.
