Kissing Kringle - A Forever Safe Christmas

“Fuck,” I say wrenching away from her.

“What? Was that not good?” she asks.

“What? No, it was amazing,” I assure her.

“Then why the foul language?” I lean down closer to her ear.

“Because I am two seconds from fucking you in this very public hallway and that won’t do,” I tell her.

“Who said I wanted to fuck you?” she sasses back.

“That sexy as sin fucking moan of yours,” I tell her all but dragging her into a room. Luckily, she was just outside one of the doctor’s sleep lounges that is, thankfully, empty.

“Who are you? Should I just call you Santa?” she asks, giggling. I chuckle in return.

“No, baby girl. My name is Nicolas Kringle. Tell me your name,” I demand.

“I might as well call you Santa, Mr. Kringle. I’m Kristina Bell,” she says turning her face up to mine again. Reaching behind me, I lock the door. To the outside, it will say occupied like on an airplane.

Kissing her again, I ease her jeans open and slide my fingers into her panties, finding her wet. Again, she moans. I walk her back to the bed, where she stops. Reluctantly, I pull my fingers from her sticky cunt and suck her juices off of them. My first taste of pussy and I’m hooked. God, she tastes like Heaven. Her mouth parts like she is going to say something, but she changes her mind. I pull her jeans down her long legs taking her tiny panties with them. Her pussy is soaked. I gently push her back on the bed. Spreading her thighs, I gaze at her for a minute before I snake my tongue out and lick her from clit to ass. I groan again, straight from the source is even better than licking her juices off my fingers. She moans above me but doesn’t try to stop me. I use my fingers to spread her lips apart and then dive back in. Slowly, I insert my index finger into her. She’s tight. There’s no way she’s taken a dick before. I get a rhythm going and before long she’s coming loudly. I reach up and clamp my free hand over her mouth.

“Those sounds are only for me baby girl,” I tell her. I feel her nodding under my hand, and I continue to lick her through her orgasm.

Standing, I start to remove my pants. I can’t let this girl get away again. She’s mine.

“Um… that was amazing,” she breathes, sitting up.

“It was. You were such a good girl,” I say running my palm over her flushed cheek. “But we’re only just getting started,” I tell her. She nods. Before either of us can say anything else. My cell phone rings. I was going to ignore it, but I see that it’s Ruthie who has also texted me twice. “I’m sorry, I have to take this,” I say. As soon as I answer, her loud voice permeates the room. I might as well have put on speakerphone with how loud she’s being.

“Where are you, Nick? You are late,” she screams.

“Shit,” I say looking at my watch. I am twenty-five minutes late for pictures with Santa. I can honestly say that’s never happened before. “I’ll be right down,” I tell her hanging up before she can scream again.

“What’s going on?” Kristina asks.

“I gotta go, but this isn’t over yet.”

“It’s just as well. I still have to do my community service,” she says standing and pulling her panties back up followed by her jeans.

I walk over to the sink and as much as I don’t want to do this, I wash her juices off my face and hands. I button my white shirt back up and adjust my coat. I pull the fake beard out of my pocket and attach it. When I turn around, she’s just staring at me.

“What?”

“That shouldn’t be so hot, but it is,” she says, causing me to laugh.

“I’ll keep that in mind, baby girl. Now, I need your number so I can call you about the rest of our lives later,” I tell her. I know I am coming on strong, but I don’t give a fuck. I’ve been waiting for a long time for her, so forgive me if I don’t even entertain the idea of going slow.

“That will be hard. I don’t have a phone, but I’ll be back for the next few days. I have to pull off twenty-three hours of community service.”

“Are you a criminal or something?” I ask, half-joking. Not that it matters one fucking bit it’s just that is just a super-specific amount of community service.

“Something like that,” she says grinning before unlocking the door and flouncing out of the room like our lives didn’t just change.

We’ll just see about that.

Chapter 4

Kristina

Omg! I can’t believe I just said that to him. As soon as the door shuts behind me, I book it as fast as I can on shaky legs to the first bathroom I can find and lock myself in. I just had my first ever orgasm with a man that has to be at least twelve if not fifteen years my senior and of course, he’s the sexiest motherfucker I have ever seen. I put my head between my knees and take a few deep breaths.