Page 3 of The Night Before Christmas

Chapter Two

Atlas

Iwatch as she strips down into nothing but a grey t-shirt to wear to bed. My t-shirt. My cock is already hardening from beneath my jeans, from not only seeing her naked body, but also from seeing her bring my shirt to her nose with a loving smile on her face.The fabric hangs loosely on her, creating an effortlessly alluring silhouette. If I were to reach down right now, I’d nut in my pants like a fucking kid going through puberty.

I know spying on my best friend in her closet is probably questionable, but I don’t care. The second she’s asleep, I’ll be able to finally set this plan of ours in motion and be able to feel her soft creamy skin against mine. Like I’ve wanted to do since the day I met her.

I heard her and Jace on the phone, and I know he’s getting impatient, and I don’t blame him one bit.

The way her laughter always resonates, a sweet melody in the air, and her eyes sparkle with a light that is impossible to ignore anytime you’re in the same room with her. I remember the first day we met her. She looked so sad and lost. All I wanted to do was make her smile. So I did. Jace and I never left her side after that. Lana has brought out the best in us like we helped bring the best out in her when she was nervous about being so far from what she knew her whole life.

Our relationship quickly grew. Jace and I both knew the day we met her, we were fucked. But the more we got to know her, the more we knew we couldn’t let her come between us, so we kept everything platonic. It didn’t take a genius to see how Jace looks at her. What she does to him. He’s a fucking grumpy asshole seventy percent of the time.

Unless he’s around her.

But I love him nonetheless. She’s turned us into completely different people from who we were before she got here. It’s been a struggle to keep everything from developing with her. To not mess up what we have as friends, but that ends tonight.

We’ve been planning this for a while now. I see how she looks at us, but she refuses to allow herself to give in to the temptations. Adding her to what Jace and I already have would be the best blessing either of us could ask for. We know her darkest desires and everything in between. Lana isn’t like anyone I’ve ever met, but the girl keeps a diary where she writes down everything. I thought diaries were for younger girls, but she calls it journaling. Says it’s good for the soul or some shit. I laughed and told her she was ridiculous, but the day Jace and I found it open on the counter, we couldn’t help it. It had a list of all of her desires. Everything from what she wants in a relationship to what she likes in the bedroom. Was it an invasion of her privacy? Yes. Absolutely, but I don’t care at this point.

Tonight, we plan to cross off everything on her list. One thing at a time. I can see it now. Her coming on my tongue as she sucks Jace‘s cock down. Seeing her ass in the air for us, ready for us to mark her. The list goes on. And we plan to cross off as many as we can.

I’ve watched countless times as she’s touched herself. In the shower, on her bed, and in the living room. I have seen it all and I stroke my cock every time with a smile on my face. Putting those cameras in her dorm room at first was only for her safety, but it quickly turned into an obsession I couldn’t, and still can’t, seem to shake.

After some time of watching her through the closet doors, my gaze settles on her chest as it rises and falls perfectly, letting me know that she’s fast asleep. She listens to Jace like the good girl she is and goes to bed. And good girls get rewards. Especially the gift I got her for Christmas. She’s going to love that shit.

I quietly step from my place in the closet without making any noise and walk over to her side of the bed. I notice her tousled black hair that frames her peaceful face and eyelashes that cast delicate shadows on her cheeks. How she sleeps, so vulnerable and unaware, stirs something deep within me. The way her lips part lightly as she breathes, the innocence that shines through her relaxed expression, it’s captivating. She’s stunning. It makes me wonder what her lips are going to look like wrapped around my cock.

I resist the urge to reach out and trace the outline of her face, not wanting to disturb the delicate balance between dreams and wakefulness. Instead, I continue for a moment to just watch, captivated by the way the moonlight casts a gentle, ethereal glow around her.

I grab my phone from my pocket and send Jace a quick text, letting him know that she’s asleep and that I’ll let him in. Reluctantly, I walk from her room and toward the front door.

When I quietly pull it open, Jace is already there, leaning against the wall next to the door.

“Took you fucking long enough.” He strides past me, brushing against my arm, and right into her dorm room, as I lock the door behind him.

“Sorry, she took a while to fall asleep,” I reply with a shrug, because it’s the truth. for the most part. “Yeah, that’s why your cock is already hard?” His eyes move to where my dick is and back to my face. “Shut the hell up. I couldn’t help it. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She was changing, and-” My eyes roll in the back of my head at the reminder of what her perky tits looked like.

“Let’s get this shit started, or you’re going to come before you even get your dick in her.”

He hands me a white ski mask that is identical to his black one. A menacing smile takes over my face as we pull them on at the same time. Jace sends me a wink after making sure he is ready, making my eagerness grow even more.

“Let’s go give our girl her Christmas present a little early,” He says as we make our way back into Lana’s room.