My contribution to the Mischief Under the Mistletoe anthology is “The Kink of the Magi”, a naughty take on O. Henry’s holiday classic. The anthology is now available for preorder on Amazon for only $0.99! That’s fourteen hot stories for less than it costs to…to…. Hell, you can’t get anything for $0.99 cents these days! What a steal!!! 😉

Anyhoo, here’s a steamy, scorching snippet from my story and I hope you enjoy! 🙂

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“Spread your legs a bit more for me and I’ll give you what you need.”

His tone, firm and authoritative yet gentle, was one he’d perfected with time and experience and it never failed to get Annie into a more submissive headspace. She complied, and after a final quick spank against her pussy, he plunged three fingers into her wetness as far as they would go. Twisting and grinding his palm against her blushing cheeks, the telltale spasms from deep within her announced her imminent orgasm.

Over the years, he’d lost count of the times he’d brought her to climax. When they first started exploring each other sexually, finding out what worked for them and shaping the dynamic that suited them, it was a matter of pride for him to make her come as often as he could.

Now that he knew the exact buttons to push and the sequence to follow to get his princess to the edge of pleasure, he preferred to keep her there as long as he was able before pushing her over in a blinding wave of ecstasy. But tonight, his princess had waited long enough. He wanted to give her the release she craved.

Pumping into her slick entrance with one hand, he rested his forearm vertically along her lower back to balance her, using his other hand to hold her rear cheeks open. Annie’s sexual ESP kicked into high gear and she clenched her ass reflexively, even though she loved what was about to happen. Kurt happened to know that it was one of her favorites, even though she’d always remained demure about anal play.

“Relax for me, princess. Relax and let me make you feel good,” he murmured. As soon as she obeyed, he traced the pad of his thumb around her tight ring, gently stroking, nudging, and toying with it.

“Oh, god,” she moaned, her springy curls nearly hiding the flush creeping its way across her face. “Oh. My. God.”

“That’s it. Come for your daddy. Come while he plays with your tight little asshole, princess.”

Her body convulsed against his lap and her tightness squeezed and tensed around his fingers as she rode out her orgasm. He continued pumping into her while stroking her sensitive rosebud, knowing he was wringing every ounce of pleasure from her sated body.

With a final twist of his fingers, she squirted all over his hand, soaking his pajamas with her arousal. Before she slumped against his lap, Kurt pulled Annie into a stand and hugged her tightly, her panties falling to the floor.

“I love you, Annie,” he whispered into her hairline as her breathing evened out and she melted into his body. “I love you and I’m so lucky to have you in my life, princess.”

“Mm, I kinda feel like I’m the lucky one right about now,” she laughed softly into his collarbone. “Wanna skip dinner and go to bed? For some reason, I feel like a big old bowl of jelly right now and could use some snuggle time.”

With her warm breath against his chest, her firm breasts pressing into him, and her arousal soaking into his pants, he didn’t need another invitation.

A warm bed with Annie in it sounded like pure heaven.

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