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“The hot as sin one?”
I smirk. “Yep.”
“It figures he’d have eyes for you.” She pokes me with her finer and then turns to our new friend. “This girl is honey to the boys.”
“They’re bears or bees.” I look from Jamie to Marina, finding that the girl is smiling.
“Are you a model, too?” she asks Jamie.
Jam is still gloating over that—in her teasing way, of course—as we walk toward the car. I didn’t see the guy again. Barrett, Nic said his name is. I’m still wearing his warm, wool scarf as I get into the Range Rover.
GWENNA
December 25, 2015
“Ho, ho, ho,” I murmur, nipping at Bear’s earlobe as I reach into his boxer-briefs and wrap my hand around his sleepy cock.
He makes a hoarse sound, and I feel him swell in my grasp.
“Pig?” His eyelids flutter. His hips shift. I pull his underwear down with my free hand, hooking the fabric underneath his heavy balls.
Bear groans. “Jesus…”
“It’s his birthday,” I say, laughing.
I scoot up a little on his strong thighs, rubbing his head against my wetness, framed by holiday red crotchless panties.
His eyes open… They rove down me, dark and dazed…
I feel his cock twitch. It’s so fucking hot. I rub my fingertip along the rim, then let the tip of him part my lips, skating through my slickness. He loves that—and I love his desperate moans. His eyes are half shut, but I smile down at him, causing my Santa hat to flop down by my cheek.
“Let me in,” he rumbles.
“Soon.” I giggle.
His hand wanders up my teddy-clad chest, his fingertips finding my nipple—which isn’t difficult to do: it’s peeking out through a circular hole in the teddy, lined with fluffy white.
I shift a little, and his thighs flex under me. I cup his balls and his face tightens.
“Oh God,” he grits. “Gwen.”
There’s this little thing I do with my thumb…teasing his balls. I do it while I pump his shaft just underneath his head, and Barrett grunts, his ass coming up off the bed.
“Santa,” he murmurs. Then he arches up and takes my breast in his mouth, sucking as I work his cock, until he’s thrusting at me, looking wild-eyed.
“I’ve been good,” he rumbles, and I guide him so he’s right there where I need him. Then I sink down on his thick cock, gasping as his head fills me.
I can feel his legs tremble. Or is that my legs?
“You feel…so good.” My voice shakes as I clench around him: thick enough to spread me open just right. I lock my thighs to keep from sinking all the way down. I need him deep inside, but first, I want to see him beg.
He twines his fingers through mine, squeezing. Then his lashes lift a little, and he gives me this sexy-as-fuck little smirk that says I know you want all of this.
He rocks a little; I take more, and then—oh God—he grabs my hips and lifts me off him.
“No!”
He chuckles as I try to work myself back down on him.
