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To all the ho-ho-ho’s. May your jingle balls be merry and bright… and may this smut satisfy you all through the night.
Now, if you’re still here, grab a cup of cocoa or a holiday COCKtail, suspend reality for a bit, and cozy up to Leo, Jace, and Riley for a sexy night of Christmas debauchery.
I bite the inside of my cheek to keep from laughing. “Chads are usually stupid.”
“What did Chad do to you, Shortcake?” Her skin stains impossibly red as her eyes lock with mine. They’re pretty, like the color of pine trees against white snow. “Shortcake?” she huffs. “I’m tall.” She’s right; she is tall, by the looks of her long, shapely legs. However, I’m 6’2”. But that’s not why I called her ‘shortcake.’ “Your skin,” I grin, “reminds me of my favorite dessert. Strawberry Shortcake.”
“So what are you good at?” I ask. She taps her white painted nails on the bar countertop. “Nothing, if you ask Chad.” “You’re right. Chad is stupid.”
For a split second, I think of this beautiful woman sandwiched between me and my best friend—and now my cock is definitely hard.
“Of course I’m a fan. Who isn’t?” “Lots of people. Especially Canadians.”
Just last night, he joked how I need to meet more people, or his dick is going to fall off from my sexual appetite.
Just because she’s flirting doesn’t mean she’d be open to a three-way on Christmas Eve.
“I’m in the airport on Christmas Eve getting tipsy on subpar whiskey. You’re not ruining my Christmas,”
I want to know everything about this asshole so I can go pummel his face in.
“I grew up around a lot of them. You’re…different.” “You mean I have all my teeth.” She laughs, a small snort escaping. “Exactly.”
This woman is a surprise. An unexpected gift in an overcrowded airport, and I want to unwrap her—in more ways than one.
If Riley comes home with me tonight, Jace and I will treat her like a queen. We’ll feed her a delicious meal before stripping her bare and eating her out like a five-star dessert.
But even more than that, there’s something about Riley that makes me want to know her more than just biblically.
Oh yeah, this woman was sent to me by fate—or maybe by Santa.
I mean, he is, but he’s famous. If he kills me, he’ll never get away with it. I know that’s stupid logic, but hell—this is a once-in-a-lifetime chance.
I am enough. I’m fucking hot and beautiful. Men love my softness, and so do I. The reality that Lucas could have anyone and he chose me? I should take that as a huge self-esteem boost, not the other way around. Screw Chad and his stupid words. I’m getting laid by a sexy-as-fuck hockey player tonight. My mind is made up.
And I’m nothing if not a good boy, at least when I want to be.
While I don’t celebrate Christmas with my family in Honolulu anymore, and haven’t since I came out to them as bisexual years ago, I have my friends and Leo.
I’ve gotten so used to only seeing Jace, Lucas, and my other male clients in the last few months that I’ve forgotten what it’s like to have a woman’s energy in my sphere.
“Why did Santa divorce Mrs. Claus?” “I don’t know, why did she?” Riley asks. “He was obsessed with getting the cookie."
“There are only so many dirty Santa jokes a person can take. I would know.”
I close the door of the lavish bathroom and let out a long breath. I can’t believe I was right: Jace would totally bite me if I asked him to.
“You don’t have to worry about any of that,” he says. “I don’t care about hair on your legs or what kind of underwear you have on. But I care about you, and I care about your comfort. So tell me, how can I make it better?”
“I have a new razor in here you can use. As for the underwear, I plan on you being naked all night. No need for them.”
“I’ve never been with two men at once, so forgive me if I’m awkward. I still can’t believe you’re both offering. I feel like I’m in some pornographic fever dream.” “Are you kidding, Riley? I can’t believe I found a woman like you in an airport sports bar on Christmas Eve. Call this Scrooge converted, because Christmas miracles do exist.”
“You’re perfect, and don’t let boys like Chad ever tell you otherwise.”
“Then strip. I want to shave your legs for you.”
“So bossy.” “You have no idea, baby.”
together we’re a fire on a cold winter’s night, burning and snapping in a symphony of heat and flame.
When I’m done, I take a step back so I can undress her this time. I have a job to do, after all.
“Put your hands on my shoulders,” I tell her. “Yes, Sir.” Her tone is teasing, but my entire body thrums at her words. “Call me that again, Riley, and I may have Jace tie you to my bed all night so I can hear you call me Sir while I make you come till Christmas morning.”
She’s a bit nervous, and I think it’s only because she’s embarrassed about her damn underwear and the slight amount of hair I can see on her legs. It’s ludicrous. I fuck all sorts of people with varying degrees of body hair. And it’s not like Jace and I shave all the hair on our bodies.
Maybe I got on the plane and it crashed. Could this be my heaven? Or maybe I’m in a coma? Regardless, this is the sexiest night of my life, and no orgasms or dicks have been had yet.
When I reach his cock, I swear I stop breathing. It’s not fully hard, but it’s huge. Jesus, how does this man walk? Lucas swaggers toward me and I can’t take my eyes off It—I mean, him. That’s going to be inside me at some point tonight. Will it even fit? “It’ll fit,”
“Now be a good girl and turn around. I need that pretty hole of yours nice and stretched for us.”
“You’re so beautiful, Riley.” My name on his lips has me cursing quietly. “Especially with my handprints on your ass. I can’t wait to make you our little cock slut tonight.”
“Just a good little slut then. Now I know why Santa sent you to me. Or was it Krampus?”
Why did I care if my legs were hairy again? I want to go back on my request. But he’s on a mission now. One I don’t think I’ll be able to keep him from.
“Standing up is much easier. But I want you to feel the plug stretching you while I shave your legs. I want you to imagine what it will feel like to have Jace and me taking turns inside this amazing ass.” He taps my clit. “And this greedy pussy.”
“You have such a dirty mouth.” His eyes darken. “The better to ea...
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I never thought the act of shaving a woman’s legs could bring me closer to God, or in this case the goddess known as Riley’s pussy, but I’m ready to worship the fuck out of it.
“I want to taste that pretty pussy.” I lower myself to the ground, my eyes now level with my appetizer. “And I always get what I want.”
“Fuck, yes! Please, Sir. Fuck me with your fingers.” Okay, that brings my dick back to life. I give her a playful glare. “I love it when you say please.”
Riley cries out, her hands gripping me so fucking tight that if my lips were still attached to her clit, I’d probably be suffocating. Not that I’d mind. Ask any person who loves pussy, and I’m sure they’d say it’s a good way to die.
Maybe I’ll get some art commissioned so I can remember what it’s like to worship her pussy forever.
“Come for me, Shortcake. Come all over my hand like the good little slut you are.”
“I can be funny sometimes.” My gut tells me that’s a lie. I bet this girl’s got jokes for days.
I grab the bottle and pour a glass for her, doing the same for Leo since I know he’ll want one when he’s done making himself pretty for Riley. He’s probably putting on some expensive moisturizer as we speak. That man loves to look put together, even in the comfort of his own home.
