My eyes flutter open, and I look around the room, excited like a kid on Christmas because it’s actually Christmas morning. It’s been one week since Knox crashed my date, and we expressed our feelings. Every day since has been better than the previous.
actuallyI stir, and Knox wraps his arm around me, pulling me even closer.
“Santa Claus came last night.” He feathers along my neck.
I hum as I get lost in his touch. “I’d say you came more than once, Santa.” I replay all the places he bent me over and f****d me. I especially loved riding him by the lit tree as he whispered naughty things in my ear. That was one of my favorites so far. “I really slayed those balls.” I cough. “I mean bells.”
SantaHe chuckles as he sucks on my earlobe, and I moan between shallow breaths. His morning wood fee
