Ten Years Later…

I lifted my hair in a loose bun and made my way down to the home office Logan had built for me after we got married. The windows looked out onto the lake and I stood there for a moment as I watched the snow flutter to the ground. I couldn’t get over how majestic the mountains looked covered in white.

I looked back at my desk and smiled. Copies of my novels lay strewn on my desk and a new shipment of my Christmas novella lay in boxes in the corner of the room. I sighed as I remembered how my life had changed that Christmas Eve ten years ago. Logan had accomplished what he had set out to do and made me fall head over heels in love with my lumberjack. He proposed in February and we married only a few months shortly after. My whole family and the entire town had joined us in our winter wonderland wedding. Three months later I found out I was pregnant with our first child, a little girl we name Brianna. Ten Christmases later and we had two twin boys and another little girl on the way. I smiled down at my small baby bump and love filled my heart.

Logan had sold his cabin and took the money to expand my grandmother’s cabin. He had built a second floor, added an office and a play room, and a deck wrapped around the whole house. He even built a pier that stood on the lake for those warm nights when he undressed me and made love to me in the cool water. Our life was everything I wanted and so much more.

My father told me Michael was fired for sexual harassment a few years ago. He never did go after Logan, but I think my Father had a lot to do with that.

It was quiet now, the children had all gone to bed and I waited anxiously for my husband to come find me. Sure enough, I saw his reflection in the window as he entered the room. He caught my eyes as he wrapped himself around me, his big hand splayed across my abdomen.

“How’s mommy doing?” He whispered huskily in my ear, drawing my earlobe into his mouth and making me gasp.

Lately with the pregnancy, I couldn’t get enough of him. I even visited him at work earlier and made him fuck me in one of the storage closets in the back of the store. When I was done I simply straightened my clothes and walked out. I received a text from him later telling me how I deserved to be punished for being such a naughty girl.

I simply texted him back that I couldn’t wait and to hurry home. A few hours later he had me sprawled out on our bed about to enter me when Brianna started knocking on the door screaming about Taylor and Brandon taking her toys. We had to cut our rendezvous short, but he promised to make me scream later tonight.

Now here we were, locked in my new office which was far enough away from the kid’s rooms that they couldn’t hear their mommy beg their daddy to give it to her harder. I laughed as I thought about how we had to sneak around now that the children were getting bigger.

“You think I’ll ever get to make love to you in front of that fireplace again?” He nipped at my shoulder as I sighed.

“I’ll have my mother take the kids to Florida for a week in January,” I turned to him, wrapping my arms around him.

He chuckled against my lips. “That sounds fucking perfect.”

I moaned as he molded his hips to my pelvis, showing me just how much he couldn’t wait.

“Mr. Garland, is that my present?”

He chuckled again and his hand trailed under my nightgown. He sucked in a breath when he realized I wasn’t wearing any underwear. “You are one very naughty little elf, Mrs. Garland.”

I giggled and took a step away from. Slowly I slid the straps off my shoulders and the silky garment pooled at my feet. Logan growled as his eyes took me in and he literally lunged at me, sweeping me up into his arms as he lifted me.

“You ready for your present, baby girl,” he looked up at me as he held me in his arms.

I nodded and I felt him shift as he slid his pants off. The head of his cock slapped my entrance and I moaned as I leaned into him. He gripped my legs under his forearms and in one strong lift he let me slide down on him. I let out a small scream as he stretched me out along his rigidness. He lifted me again and let me go so I’d slam down on him. He grunted as he used my body for his own pleasure. He turned us and pressed my back up against the window. The coolness of the glass made me sigh as my husband grabbed my hips and started fucking me.

He looked down between us and that wicked grin encompassed his face. “I got the Santa suit for the kids tomorrow morning,” he grunted as his cock entered me.

“Oh, gooood,” I moaned as I swiveled my hips against him.

“I’m gonna fuck you as Santa tomorrow night,” he chuckled.

“Oh fuck!” I came from the image of kneeling before Santa while sucking his cock.

Logan laughed as he continued to ram his length into me. “Anything will turn you on, huh baby girl?”

I moaned as he pinched my sensitive nipples. “Not anything. Just anything that has to do with your cock,” I panted.

“Is that so?” He pulled me against me, slamming me at full force so my clit could feel it. He groaned as he watched his dick enter me. “I can never get enough of you, Holly,” he whispered sweetly.

I whimpered and shook as a series of orgasms consumed my body. It was always like this with him. He’d send my body into convulsions with his words. It’s what I lived and would die for.

“I love you, Mr. Garland,” I whimpered into his mouth.

“I love you more, Mrs. Garland.” He growled and slammed his hand against the glass, holding us up as he released himself inside of me.

I gripped onto his shoulders as we were thrown into orgasmic bliss, my pussy continuously clenching onto him as he finished deep inside of me. His head hung on my shoulder as his muscles twitched against me.

“I love how you cum,” I whispered in his ear. “You give yourself so completely to me,” I stroked his back and kissed his shoulder. “Merry Christmas, Daddy,” I whispered softly as I ran my fingers through his hair.

“Merry Christmas, baby girl.” He turned his face and kissed me deeply. Each stroke of his tongue reminding me of how loved I truly was.