Chapter 53

Poppy

On the eighth day of Christmas, Santa gave to me- Eight licks of candy cane.

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"Get on the rug, now,"

I know I would be mad or something but my legs carried me the rug in front of the fireplace. It was thick, soft and warm from the fire.

Sebastian crouched beside me. Still naked, his cock dangling so deliciously out. My mouth watered at the sight and my fingers curled. I want to grab his cock and kiss it.

Then tease the slit with my tongue the way Daddy liked it.

Would that make him less mad at me?

He held the candy cane up...