Page 27 of Santa's Baby
“Maybe I’ll take a swig of that champers now.” I laugh, and they laugh back, unaware of my discomfort. Just like everyone always is.
Just like I usually am.
Jase goes to the mini bar in the buff and the two of them are beaming as he pops the champagne cork. I push off the bed and grab the bottle off him, glugging back the fizz like it’s a spurting cock, and it makes the two of them laugh again. Cal pours the rest into actual glasses.
We do acheerstogether, and I neck my glass back in one. I’d ask for another, but I don’t want to get too carried away with the drinking, and I definitely don’t want to get caught up in the conversation that generally accompanies it.
Shame for me that they are still waiting for their balls to fill back up, taking a hiatus. They sip their champagne slowly, beaming at me like we’re a cutesy trio.
“What got you into being an Agency worker?” Cal asks, and I could groan.
So much for not wanting conversation.
“I don’t think you’d have to be a genius to work out the answer.” I give them an eyelash flutter. “Sex. I’ve always been a filthy bitch. Getting paid for it fits my ideal career to a T. It wasn’t exactly mentioned by the careers mentor at college, but luckily I figured it out for myself.”
“You’re a cracker,” Jase says with a smirk.
“Thanks.” I switch the conversation one-eighty to stop any more probing. “So, what got you intowantingan Agency worker?”
They smile at each other before Jase turns back to me.
“I don’t think you’d have to be a genius to work out the answer to that either, Cream. Sex. We’re filthy bastards who like pussy as well as cock.” He looks down at Cal’s dick, which is already on the rise, thank fuck. “In the main, cock is more than enough to keep us entertained, but every now and again we fancy a littleentertainment.”
“Plus, we love sharing ass,” Cal pipes up. “Not just fucking each other’s. Pussy is an obvious bonus.”
“I hope you’ve been enjoying mine.”
“Understatement.”
Jase chuckles. “Don’t need to be a genius to work that out, either.”
I get a nice glow at that.
“I hope you’ll enjoy my ass just as much.”
Cal puts a finger to his chin, fake pondering.
“Hmm. Somehow I think we’ll enjoy it even more.”
“More than my pussy?” I spread my legs and tut. “I really need to raise the bar.”
Jase still has his chuckle face on. It suits him.
“Don’t think you need to be a genius to know your bar is already off the scale.”
“Five starrer for me, then?”
“I’d say that was a given. We’d give you a five star on those gorgeous tits alone.”
“Thenyouneed to raiseyourbar.” I mash my beauties together, covered in dry spit. “These bad boys are impressive, but a five-star review isn’t to be given lightly.”
“Is that so?”
“Hell yeah. Ratings are everything. We have to earn them.”
“Ah.” Jase nods, twigging. “I get it. Top of the tree and all that. Don’t worry, we saw you were at the top. You and another hot goth girl. Holly, was it?”
My mind flashes to Holly – Ella – likely all cosied up with Josh right now, planning their lovely Christmas with his family. Happens every year, and I usually gatecrash.