Chapter 10
Tex
I stayed in bed trying to calm my racing heart.
The woman was giving me palpitations.
I’d never wanted to sleep with a woman as badly as I wanted Chloe.
But the worst part was, I didn’t want to just fuck her. I wanted to make love to her. I wanted to cherish her and give her screaming orgasms, then cook her breakfast and force her to move in with me.
I’d be like the controlling asshole she’d mentioned last night, keeping her here at my cabin as my personal fuck toy.
Not that she’d only be a fuck toy to me.
Chloe was the kind of woman a man could settle down with. Live a life with.
Would she be happy here?
Would she be happy with me?
I grunted in exasperation. Why was I even entertaining these thoughts?
Listening for the shower, I waited until the water had been running for a few minutes.
Once I was certain she was in, I reached down and grabbed myself. My cock was aching so bad I didn’t think I would’ve lasted much longer with her in my bed. I needed to take this opportunity to relieve some of the pressure that she’d caused in me.
I groaned quietly as I started stroking myself, listening to make sure the shower was still running. I didn’t want any accidental interruptions right now.
Chloe was fucking gorgeous.
And even though I hated Christmas with everything in me, it was starting to grow on me. Mostly because of how sexy her Christmas elf costume was.
This woman could put a jingle-bell smile on my face.
I imagined throwing on Rod’s whole Santa outfit and giving her a special holiday gift. She could be my naughty elf, and I’d ho, ho, ho her all the way to a Merry Fucking Christmas.
A laugh burst out past my lips while I stroked myself.
Pre-come was already dribbling out of my tip, and I was close to coming. Just a few more minutes. That’s all I needed.
I jacked off faster, my hand gripping my cock with just the right amount of pressure.
Even though I’d thought I’d never want a woman again, I now found myself desperate and hungry for her. My dick strained in my hand thinking about her breasts on display in the tiny elf costume, the generous curve of her ass, her thick thighs.
Fuck, I was going to come.
I was almost.
Almost.
But then the day took a disastrous turn.
With a growing sense of horror, I heard Chloe’s sweet voice talking to me, coming closer.
Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.
She’d finished her shower in record time.
Hastily, I tugged my sweatpants back up, attempting to hide the giant erection in my pants.
I was just in time, too, because right after that she rounded the corner to my bedroom, still happily chirping away.
I grabbed my pillow off the bed and deposited it on my lap as she said, “I haven’t taken a day off in two months.
So this is actually like a forced vacation.
I hope you don’t mind that I start treating it like that.
I’m already planning the day’s activities.
Can we go walk in the snow this morning? It’s absolutely gorgeous outside.”
My heart was still racing, and the need in my cock was at a danger point. But I managed to choke out, “Hike? Yeah. What kind of shower was that? You were only in there for two minutes.”
“More than that,” she said as she started towel-drying her hair. “It was at least four minutes. I hope that wasn’t too long.”
She was speedy and efficient. Chloe was already redressed. Her only clothing option was the elf costume, so it was back on, but the tantalizing candy cane thigh-high socks weren’t in place yet.
I snuck a few peeks at her bare thighs while I rumbled, “Who takes a four-minute shower? That’s not natural.”
“Well, I didn’t want to drive up your water bill. I take Army showers. Have you ever heard of those? It’s a race to get out as fast as possible.”
She bent forward, still rubbing the towel through her hair, and I got a dangerous view of her cleavage.
My cock threatened to finish its work while I felt my face turning hot. This woman was giving me heatstroke.
Chloe stopped drying her hair and looked at me curiously. “Are you all right? You look kind of funny.”
Clearing my throat and adjusting the pillow on my lap, I said, “Yeah. Of course. Fine. Just waking up.”
She couldn’t have known what I’d been doing a minute ago. It was a close call, but Chloe had not walked in on me jerking off. My face burned hotter at the thought.
“Are you sure you’re okay? You look a little feverish.”
“I’m fine. Really.”
Chloe furrowed her brow and stepped towards me, placing the palm of her hand gently on my forehead. “You’re warm.”
I couldn’t focus on her words, though. All I could focus on were her ample breasts giving me a very Merry Christmas greeting.
My cock throbbed hungrily, urging me to find a way to bed this woman before it turned into an emergency.
She took a step back, still eyeing me curiously. And I finally managed to mutter, “I was going to take a shower, too. But first, I need to change. You mind if I have the bedroom for a minute?”
“Oh! Sorry. Am I crossing boundaries? I can go wait in the living room.”
Chloe scampered out of the room fast, gently swinging the door shut as she left.
I let out a sigh of relief.
Finally.
Then I pulled out my cock to finish the job.
I’d be fine after I got this out of my system. I just needed a minute. Maybe less.
I stroked myself hard and fast, while I stayed as quiet as possible.
It didn’t even take a full minute. All I’d needed was to think about her gorgeous breasts swinging towards me, and her soft hand resting on my forehead.
I held my grunt in as I came, thrusting into my hand, while I thought about her.
Chloe was going to be the end of me. I could already tell.