Christmas Pet

He wound his fingers through my hair, and a groan rumbled from his chest.

His hips pumped against my face. I deep-throated him, and a heartbeat later, he roared. He pulled out, and ribbons of cum shot over my lower face and chest.

“I love you, pet.” James slumped forward and gathered me in his arms.

“And I love you, sir.”

My mind wandered back to December two years ago. If you’d have asked me back then what I envisioned for my life, I would never have said any of this. I was married to the most wonderful man in the world, had a beautiful baby girl, and a job I loved.

I was the luckiest woman alive.THE END