170: Ready For You
Fenella’s POV
Laird opened his shirt in front of me. His cock was erect and hard. I could see the veins underneath his tan skin running like roots deeply embedded in his body.
He then crawled up onto my queen bed. As he was about to lay his body on top of mine, I rolled over to avoid him. His eyebrows raised in question at my unexpected behavior. I smiled with a small chuckle held back.
"This is my turn, darling. Of course, you didn't think you'd get all the pleasure alone, right?" I pointed my finger at his chest with a bold gaze.
"I thought I wouldn't get it." He smiled crookedly.
"Oh, don't worry, honey. You deserve a pleasant Christmas gift if you obey and be a good boy."
I slowly pushed him to lie on the bed. My body covered his, but I didn't immediately ride him, even though I really wanted to. Instead of finishing quickly, I played what he always liked about me.
"Remember to save some for the finale," he stroked my hair.
"Uh huh."
The next moment, I did the same thing he had don

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