“Then now is the perfect time.”
I went to clamber over onto the bench again, but he stopped me. “Here.” He grabbed the reins and handed them to me.
I frowned. “You want me to fly the sleigh… from back here?”
He nodded. “Easy-peasy.” He cocked his head to one side. “In fact, it’ssoeasy, I might need to throw in a little something to make it more challenging.”
“And how are you gonna do that? Blindfold me?”
Nicholas moved to stand behind me, his arms around my waist. His lips brushed my ear. “You’re going to love this,” he murmured. He slid his hands lower and unfastened my jeans.
I froze. “What… what are you doing?”
He shoved them to my knees. “Nice. Looks like I’m not the only one who goes commando.” He squeezed my ass.
Oh God. He’s not going to…
I heard a clatter behind me and I knew without looking it was his belt buckle hitting the floor. I heard the zipper lower. And then I caught my breath as a slick finger insinuated itself between my ass cheeks.
“You havegotto be kidding. Seriously? Sleigh sex?” My heartbeat raced, my breathing quickened.
“Tell me you don’t want this.”
No, I couldn’t tell him that, and he knew it. “Did… did you plan this?”
“Guilty.” He circled my pucker with the tip of his finger.
“How do you expect me to think straight when you do that?”
“Don’t think, just enjoy.”
“I know we agreed you’d top one day, but—”
“Yes, we did.” Another slow, sexy circle. “And I choose tonight.”
“Do you really want your first time to be—”
“To quote you, I’ve thought about this countless times in the last few years. I just never got up enough nerve.” And then he slid his slick finger into my hole.
Oh my God.
“I think you’ve certainly got over your shyness,” I said breathlessly. I had to admit, I loved this bold new Nicholas. “You brought lube too? How thoughtful.”
“You have the reins, remember? So no sudden movements. We don’t want to startle the girls, do we?” He moved his finger in and out of my body, and my heart hammered.
“You’re really gonna fuck me while we fly?”
He chuckled. “Oh yes.” He added another finger, and the burn was delicious. “Oh God, you’re so warm inside.”
I moaned. “Tight too.” It had been a while.
“But getting looser by the minute.” His fingers gained momentum, until I was writhing, pushing back, fucking myself on them.
I’m flying in a sleigh pulled by eight reindeer, high above the Earth, getting finger-fucked by Santa.
Best. Christmas Eve. Ever.
“Now bend over.”