walked away. Sadness filled her. She missed him already.
Closing her eyes, she willed those emotions away, when a knock on her window caused her to jump in her seat.
Her eyes shot open as Santa opened the driver's side door and crashed his lips onto hers. His hand covered her core and she was already wet for him. Once he pulled away from the kiss, he held his phone in hand. "I want to see you again, Noelle. What's your phone number?"
"What? You can't magically look up my number?" she joked before providing it for him.
He kissed her lips again, her hands, her forehead, and this time when he walked away, she was certain he would call her.
Chapter Five
The rest of the Christmas holiday was a blur. She arrived at her parents' house, dined and wined, as Wendy secretly teased her about the man who ran away.
Her mother had bought her peppermint ice cream and cookies, and candy canes. All she wanted was that magical candy cane that came attached to a very hunky man.
The few days she stayed with them had been a blast, but when she arrived home back to Memphis, it had been truly heaven.
Santa had texted her a few times when she was in Wisconsin and now that she was home, they had made a date.
She looked in the full-length mirror one more time, making sure she looked perfect when the doorbell rang.
When she answered and saw him, her breath gushed out of her. He wore all black, and he looked like a sexy spy or a supermodel. In his hands, he held a single red rose.
"Come on in," she said.
"You look beautiful." He handed the flower to her.
She was wet just looking at him. They had plans to go out to dinner, but who was she kidding? They never made it beyond her front door.
Santa leaned against the closed door. His pants pooled around his ankles, and the rose lay forgotten on the floor. Her head moved back and forth, taking his cock further into her mouth.
His hands tangled in her hair as she sucked him, licked him, tasted him.
When he came, she took it all. Every last drop of his minty, chocolate flavored cum. She loved it.
They didn't make it to dinner. But Noelle didn't complain as she locked him in her bedroom and had her way.
The End
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Closing her eyes, she willed those emotions away, when a knock on her window caused her to jump in her seat.
Her eyes shot open as Santa opened the driver's side door and crashed his lips onto hers. His hand covered her core and she was already wet for him. Once he pulled away from the kiss, he held his phone in hand. "I want to see you again, Noelle. What's your phone number?"
"What? You can't magically look up my number?" she joked before providing it for him.
He kissed her lips again, her hands, her forehead, and this time when he walked away, she was certain he would call her.
Chapter Five
The rest of the Christmas holiday was a blur. She arrived at her parents' house, dined and wined, as Wendy secretly teased her about the man who ran away.
Her mother had bought her peppermint ice cream and cookies, and candy canes. All she wanted was that magical candy cane that came attached to a very hunky man.
The few days she stayed with them had been a blast, but when she arrived home back to Memphis, it had been truly heaven.
Santa had texted her a few times when she was in Wisconsin and now that she was home, they had made a date.
She looked in the full-length mirror one more time, making sure she looked perfect when the doorbell rang.
When she answered and saw him, her breath gushed out of her. He wore all black, and he looked like a sexy spy or a supermodel. In his hands, he held a single red rose.
"Come on in," she said.
"You look beautiful." He handed the flower to her.
She was wet just looking at him. They had plans to go out to dinner, but who was she kidding? They never made it beyond her front door.
Santa leaned against the closed door. His pants pooled around his ankles, and the rose lay forgotten on the floor. Her head moved back and forth, taking his cock further into her mouth.
His hands tangled in her hair as she sucked him, licked him, tasted him.
When he came, she took it all. Every last drop of his minty, chocolate flavored cum. She loved it.
They didn't make it to dinner. But Noelle didn't complain as she locked him in her bedroom and had her way.
The End
www.angelina-rain.com
Other Books by Angelina Rain :
www.evernightpublishing.com/pages/Angelina-Rain.html
If you enjoyed this book, you may also like:
A Ghost for Christmas by Kacey Hammell
Winters’ Thaw by W. Lynn Chantale
‘Twas a Dark and Delicious Christmas anthology
Evernight Publishing
www.evernightpublishing.com
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