Elfemies to Lovers

by Jennifer Chipman

groan slipped from my lips. Her lips were pink, begging for mine, but I had plans for her. “Take off your top. Show me those pretty tits, baby.”

😀

Mine. She was mine. Ivy was mine. And there was no way I was letting her go. Not a chance. I’d do whatever it took to convince her to stay. Whatever it took to keep her.

possessive much 🙂

“Oh.” He did his best to look innocent. “Not exactly.”

Dad is lying

“No Santa talk in the bedroom,” he muttered, coming to stand in front of me. “I do not want to think about my dad when I’m also thinking about the dirty, dirty things I want to do to you.” “Maybe you’ll make the naughty list after all.” I winked.

😋

“Unwrap me,” I whispered. “Touch me. I’m all yours to open.” “You are,” he agreed, his voice hardly a murmur. “All mine.” Yes. I was. Stripping his clothes, he crawled onto the bed in only his boxer briefs—a pair of green and red plaid striped ones with little trees—and then pulled me onto his lap, fiddling with the bow I’d tied over my breasts. “Fuck, I like this. These pretty little tits, all wrapped up for me.”

Bruh 😍😍😍

“Fuck,” he said, pushing two fingers inside of me. “You’re so wet. My naughty girl.” I could barely think as he scissored them inside of me, letting my head fall back as I rode his fingers. Little whimpers slipped free from my throat, and I couldn’t control my body’s reaction to him. I was so close, so amped up from the way he’d touched me, from everything about him that drove me wild. He was stretching me, filling me with just those magnificent fingers, getting me ready for him.

😍😍😍😍

I wondered what it would be like to watch her swell with life. To know that I put it there. To fill her up with my cum, day after day, until she was pregnant and round with our child.

Woah slow down brother...🙂🙂🙂

Her cheeks flushed pink—and so did her ears—when she looked down at me, kneeling in front of her, and I wondered what naughty thoughts she was thinking about. If she was remembering the time I went down on her on the couch. If I’d told her how many other times I’d thought about it, I’d bet she’d turn even redder.

bro I need that so badly 😖😏

Ivy nodded. “I mean… if you’d want that. I know we haven’t really talked about it…” Because we’d been too busy having sex and fucking each other’s brains out, but I wasn’t about to get technical. “But I do. I want to stay.”

😍

Once he was set, he turned to us, that smile still firmly in place. “Merry Christmas to all, and to all, a good night!” He flicked the reins, and the reindeer were off, flying into the sky just like we had before.

😍

I shook my head, walking her backward into the wall. “I want to fuck you right here,” I said into her neck, hoisting her up so I could position my tip against her entrance. “Take you against the wall.”

Damn. That's so hot. I can't remember the last time someone did this to me

Except ten minutes later, our hands were wandering, and I was driving into her again, her legs on my shoulders as we lost ourselves in each other, again and again.

Round 2 huh?👀

This life with him. Being his wife, starting a family of our own. The future was brighter than ever with him in it.

💕

It was the best Christmas Eve I could remember. All because of the woman by my side. The woman who I’d married today. My wife. Ivy looked absolutely breathtaking in her white wedding gown, the same color as the snow. My mate.

yo they got married