Frosting Her Christmas Cookies - Alina Jacobs Page 0,95

careful about it—as careful as I could be while fucking someone in public, anyway. My cock was throbbing at the thought as I turned her around and undid my slacks.

Morticia was still paranoid, but hey, most people didn’t use that back greenroom door. “Maybe we should go to your condo.”

“You really want to wait?” I whispered, rubbing her through her panties. “You’re soaking wet. I know your pussy is hot and ready for my cock.”

The thought of fucking her outside and the threat of getting caught were making me fucking hard. I pushed her skirt up higher and tugged down her panties. I wanted to take my time, but Morticia would kill me if we were caught.

She hissed as the chill of the air caressed her wet pussy. I teased her clit. Before I pulled her panties to the side and slid myself in, I fished a condom out of my pocket. Yes, I’d had something like this planned—if not here, well, just in case I couldn’t control myself elsewhere.

I entered her and enjoyed the feeling of her clenching around me. She moaned, and I clapped a hand over her mouth, pressing kisses to her neck. Then I escalated the situation slowly, sliding in and out of her, hearing her moan and feeling her shudder around me.

She braced herself on the brick wall while my hand slipped between her legs to spice things up for her every so often. A little flick of the clit would get a rise out of her, and she would twitch her ass against me as I slid inside her. A moan from her was just as good as the sex itself for me.

“We…we should rethink this,” she said, her breath hitching with pleasure.

“In for a penny, in for a pound, babe.”

“You’re going to make me scream, Jonathan.”

I just laughed. She was getting close, the excitement of doing something so bad spiking, the anticipation of the moment ravaging her. Her pants and moans became more rapid and uncontrollable by the moment. I grabbed her ass, bringing her up higher, her toes barely brushing the ground as I fucked her hard. I rammed my cock into her as she bit her lip, trying not to scream.

She was about to be sent over the edge. Two more thrusts, then her body vibrated in my grasp until I couldn't hold her back anymore. I thrust into her again, and then I was done. I buried my face in her hair as I came.

I turned her around slowly to face me. She blinked up at me with her dark eyes. I kissed her, wrapping my arms around her. “I don’t care if you put dildos in the food,” I told her. “You’re the only woman I want.”

“I didn’t put that there,” she murmured, resting her head against my chest.

My heart squeezed, and I pressed kisses along her temple and forehead. “Stay with me, Morticia,” I told her. “Stay with me forever.” I picked her up and began carrying her back to my condo.

Maybe I’ll do this on our wedding day.

Maybe you’re moving too fast and forgetting that you’re just using her.

But I was high on Christmas and the cold and the way she nestled easily in my arms.

I will fix everything, and she will be mine forever.

53

Morticia

I woke up the next morning with a wretched headache. “Tea,” I croaked. “I need tea.” I patted around on the comforter, hoping my headache tea had miraculously appeared along with some leftover pizza.

The door opened. Jonathan appeared with a steaming mug and crackers. He was wearing only workout pants.

“I tried to make you toast,” he said. He set the plate and tea on the nightstand. “But I burned it.”

I grabbed the mug.

“It’s Christmastime tea,” he said happily as I inhaled the cinnamon-and-clove scent.

“I don’t care, as long as it’s hot.” I sipped the tea.

“You’re hot.” Jonathan kissed me. “You taste like Christmas.”

I wrinkled my nose. “I probably smell like it too.” The tea had helped defog my brain, and I was starting to recall just what I had done after drinking all that whiskey.

“Last night was amazing,” Jonathan murmured.

I swung my legs off the bed, and Jonathan followed me into the bathroom.

“I can’t get over having you all to myself.” He nuzzled my neck, kissing it slightly.

“We also have things to do today, and we just did it.”

Johnathan ran his hands down my torso, caressing my tits. “I told you,” he said, “you stay with me, and this is just one of