The Snuggle Is Real (A Cozy AF Christmas 2)

He runs his hands over my hips, lifting the nightie and pressing his mouth to my pussy, licking me up and down and making me so damn horny. “Fuck, you taste good,” he murmurs as I wrap my legs around his neck, needing his mouth closer. His tongue licks me, circling my clit, and I’m wet for him, for his thick cock. I reach down, desperate to touch his length.

“I love you,” I moan as he fingers me, opening me up and making me his. He knows just how to flick my clit, just how to press my buttons, and make me drip so fast.

I arch my back as he takes me, and I beg him to come inside me. “I want you,” I pant as I come hard, my desire coursing through my body as the orgasm moves over me.

“Yes,” I whimper, “yes.”

When I finish, he looks deep in my eyes, seeing all of me. Our year has been filled with learning curves and adjustments. I moved into his city loft, and I learned about his life there, encouraged him to pursue building an app that means something to him. He built one that helps women in crisis find help — and I am so proud of him for the work he has done.

He has given me two beautiful babies, and a cabin in the woods when we want to get away from the stress of his job — all of it is more than I could have imagined a year ago when I was running away, broke and alone. I didn’t understand the people that say Christmas is the most wonderful time of the year… but now, I do.

Because I am one of those people — the person whose wishes all came true..