“You’re prettier to look at than me.”
“Says who?”
“Says me.” Ben smacked her ass, before giving it a tight squeeze. “Now, stop talking or I’m adding that to the evaluation as well.”
When Ben turned the corner into their room, he tossed Holly onto the bed before ripping his shirt off.
Damn, who knew role play could be this fun? Head Elf here I come.
“Ouch! What the crap?”
Instantly, Ben stopped from going to the belt buckle on his pants as he looked at Holly. “Why did you say ouch? I always toss you on the bed.”
Holly ignored him as she jumped around on the bed before tossing their sheets back. When she held up one of their Christmas tree ornaments in her hand, he cocked his head to the side.
“What the hell is this?” She pulled out two more from under the pillow.
Ben continued to watch as Holly threw their sheets onto the floor at a loss for words. That’s when he saw a whole stash of Christmas ornaments in all shapes and sizes on their bed.
“What the heck is going on here?” Holly picked up another one before looking at Ben.
“I don’t know. I didn’t put—"
“It was you!” Holly snapped her attention to the door.
As Ben turned his head, he saw none other than their special needs cat twitching his head from side-to-side as he held another ornament in his mouth.
Ben couldn’t help but laugh as one of the cat’s twitches was too strong, causing the ornament to fly through the air, landing on the floor in the middle of the room. Of course, the little guy then playfully ran after it, batting it around playing with his treasure.
“Are you bringing these up here?” Holly asked, holding up the ornament for Twitch to see.
As if to make matters worse, Waffles appeared from around the corner with his own ornament in his mouth. “You have got to be kidding me. What are you guys doing? Our bed is not your personal playground and these are not your toys!”
Waffles took the ornament in his mouth and tossed it at Holly before crouching down, playfully barking. “Oh, no, mister. We are not playing fetch.”
At the word fetch, Ripley came running with another ornament in her mouth.
Ben burst out laughing, as his hand went to his stomach. Holy shit, this is perfect.
“Where in the heck are you guys getting these?”
Twitch batted the round ornament on the floor hitting Ben’s foot. Ben watched the chaos around him as he kicked the ball out of the door as a happy Twitch ran after it. “My guess is the box next to the tree.”
Ben turned his attention back to Holly. The same Holly who was sending death glares to their pets as she held up a green and red sparkly tree ornament in her hand. “We do not play with these. They have enough toys. These are not toys.”
As she growled, Ben let out another laugh.
And Holly thought this holiday was going to be a disaster. Nope. From where I’m standing this shit is priceless.
Ben plucked the ball from Holly’s hand before tossing it out of the room which had Ripley and Waffles happily running after it.
“Ben!”
“Let them have their fun, Grace.” His eyes heated as he scanned her naked body up and down. “That way we can have ours.”
Holly’s breath hitched, but only for a second before she narrowed her eyes at him crossing her arms over her chest.
“You can argue with them later, Holly.” His dick was already threatening to explode. “Little elf, right now you need to prove you’ve got what it takes to keep your job in Santa’s workshop. Are you a good elf or a bad elf?”
“A good elf wouldn’t let some whack-a-doo dogs and cat eat the ornaments.” Holly cocked her left brow at him.
Ben’s entire face brightened as a smirk formed on his lips. “And that’s why you’re one of the best elves here. But before I can let the big guy know that, you’ve got to prove it to me first.”
“Prove what?”
Ben quickly unbuckled his belt before removing his pants and boxers from his body in one fast swoop. He couldn’t help the pride that flared in his chest as Holly’s eyes darted directly to his dick. No matter how many times she’d seen it, she’d always look at him like it was her first time.
“Thought so.” He chuckled as he crawled up the bed toward her.
“Stop using your body to distract me.”
“Now, you know how it feels.” Ben separated Holly’s legs as he moved in between them. “When you sway those hips of yours, I lose my fucking mind. Every time you walk into the room, I have to stop myself from throwing you over the closest surface and fucking you.”
“That’s not very Head Elf of you.”
Ben’s body heated as the corner of Holly’s mouth turned up as she played back with him.
“I think that’s exactly what the Head Elf should do. You’ve been teasing me all season long, little elf.”
“I did no such thing.” Holly moved her hands giving Ben better access to her body.
“And yet, my dick says otherwise.” Ben grabbed the base of his member, positioning it at Holly’s core.
“Your dick should be on Santa’s naughty list then, not me.” Holly arched her back welcoming him.
As Ben pushed the tip into her core, Holly’s eye’s closed. “Are you the one that’s gonna tell him that?”
Holly’s eyes shot open before she twisted her hips causing him to move. “And you said I talked too much. Shut your face and fuck me.”
“That’s another naughty word,” he tsked, as he slowly pushed into her center. “What am I gonna do with you?” Holly arched her back giving him exactly what he wanted.
He loved the feeling of Holly wrapped around him. As her walls gripped his dick, pulling him into her body deeper, Ben thrust his hips, nearly losing himself in her heat.
Fuck, she was perfect.
Ben’s hand migrated to her nub before rubbing in tight circles causing Holly to pant as she rolled her hips. “That’s it, little elf. Give it to me.”
“Please, more,” she begged, sending a new shockwave of desire through Ben.
“Anything for you.” He gritted his teeth as he moved faster, feeling his body tighten as he went. Holly met him thrust for thrust as he pushed himself harder into her core. Fuck, it was too much to handle.
As he felt her walls tighten around his dick, Ben pinched her clit. Instantly, Holly exploded around him calling out his name as she came.
He was right there with her. After a few more movements Ben stilled as he emptied himself deep inside her center.
Holy shit.
Ben gasped, trying to catch his breath as he fell next to Holly on the bed.
When his back hit one of the ornaments he let out a chuckle before sweeping his hands on the sheet making the rest of them fall off.
A small grunt came from Holly when she heard them hit the floor. “I’m telling Santa you did that.”
“You think he’d believe you? I’m Head Elf after all.” He winked at her.
“He better.”
Ben barked out a laugh as he shook his head. “Love you, Grace.”
“Love you, too, Head Elf.”
Holly’s hand went to Ben’s chest, before flicking his left nipple. And as that same hand then migrated down to his abs, the corner of Ben’s mouth turned up. “My plans exactly. The night’s young and we’ve got hours to explore how you plan on improving the workshop’s daily toy quota.”