Penelope Ward

It’s hard alright. God, I can’t get it out of my head!

Pierced mushroom head.

Shit.

Keep the change, or rather, change into these. I’m guessing your current ones are a little wet.

not flee the premises fast enough.

I blew out a breath.

“Is that because you’d rather sit on my dirty face?”

“I am her home, fucknut.”

“I can see you have beautiful nipples because they’re saluting me right now.

I’m fighting the urge to back you up against this wall

and fuck you so hard that I’ll have to carry you back to your room.”

“You know you’re the sexiest Santa I’ve ever seen,

right?”

His slid his hands down my waist. “Lucky for you, I’ll be coming way more than once a year.”

Physically, he was my dream and in every other way, my nightmare.