A Christmas Home by April Zyon

out for them the best they can. Unfortunately we are too
far away for helping them.” Jagger pressed a kiss to her cheek. “We have much
happier things to discuss. Like the fact you plan to stay here with me.”
    “Yes,
I do plan on staying here with you. The resort is amazing. The amenities are
fabulous and as long as you buy me a snowmobile I’m so going to be rockin’ this
place like wild. Beyond that, I have zero idea what I’ll do, but I don’t care.
I have you and honestly, I think that’s more than enough.”
    “I
will get you your own snowmobile, promise. As to what you can do, do whatever
you want. Start your own business, or take a class, or work for someone else.
Take some time, enjoy life, and settle in here with me. Make this place yours,
too. Make it ours.”
    “When
you say make it ours … how do you feel about cats?”
    Jagger
blinked, then shrugged. “You want a cat?”
    “I
have a cat. Back home. Right now he’s boarding in a swanky kennel, but he’s
been with me forever and … ”
    Jagger
smiled and pressed a finger to her lips. “Then when you’re ready, we’ll go get
him and bring him home. As for the rest, the job, you don’t have to decide
right away, sweetheart.”
    “You
are the mechanic. Need an accountant?” she asked him while her hand scooped up
water and let it run off of his shoulder. “Because I am a CPA and could totally
help you out, you know.”
    He
seemed to be thinking about it, then nodded. “We could always use one. Normally
I get everything together and take it out to an accounting firm. It would save
us all a bunch of time and money to have someone that could do it for us
internally. And you would be able to do it faster because you could keep up
with it on a regular basis. Plus I wouldn’t have to go hunting for that one
fucking receipt that goes missing no matter how careful I am. I’m a damn
mechanic, as you pointed out, not an office worker.”
    “See,
I could have a small office in your shop and you can keep your eye on me when
you want to and I can make sure that your business runs smoothly. And I’ll have
the added bonus of watching you working on vehicles and getting all hot and
sweaty.”
    “And
swearing worse than any trucker and sailor combined,” he said. “Not even
kidding either. When something is not going my way I get … vocal.
You might even learn a few new words,” he said with clear warning in his voice.
    “It’s
okay, I don’t mind as long as you don’t give me any trouble about doing it.
Besides, if you get too vocal that just means I’ll have to come and give you
hugs and love so that you can’t be so angry.”
    “Hugs
and love, huh? Well I think you should give me some of that sugar right now.
See how effective you are at distracting me.” Stroking a hand over her leg, he
gave her thigh a squeeze.
    That
had her grinning, “I would love to have you distracted.” She rubbed her cheek
to his and nibbled his ear. “So I get to kiss you and hug you now,” was all the
warning he got before she began to kiss him with deep desperation and need.
    He
helped her to shift until she was straddling his lap, his cock pressing against
her lower belly. He cupped her ass and held her to him while they kissed. Then
he slid his fingers lower down the crack of her ass to stroke her slit.
    She
shivered. The press of her nipples against his hard chest had her pussy
creaming more. “Please,” she whispered against his mouth and nipped his lower
lip before kissing him again.
    Jagger
wrapped an arm around her waist and squeezed. With his other hand he continued
to tease her pussy, slipping a finger in. Slowly he pumped it in and out of her
body.
    She
began to ride his finger and teased his tongue when he let hers go. She pulled
back from him and licked her lips. “More.” She whispered the one word and
started to kiss him again.
    His
lips curved against her own before he pulled back enough to brush a kiss over her
cheek. Slowly he trailed