#asshatry

 As I stepped into the open doorway, I spotted you. You had a little girl on your shoulders so she could hang up some lights. I could hear you both, singing one of those fucking old time Christmas songs, giggling because you couldn’t remember the words. I don’t do fucking sappy, but shit baby girl, if I didn’t wish for a more innocent time for you.

 I left the doorway to clear some shit from my throat when Simon came up.

 “Got a shitload of stuff from the pond community. Guess they learned from last time boss man. First pick? There’s some things you might enjoy.”

 “Great, I could use some fucking good news Simon. Lead the way my man.”

 I followed Simon down to warehouse, fucking surprised to see Simon was correct, it was the mother-fucking-lode. I strolled around to see a bit of everything, things I never thought I’d see since the end. Board games, old magazines, bathing suits, razors. Then I spotted them. I fucking rushed over before any of the other fuckers grabbed them. Freakin fucking lingerie, perfume and other girly shit I didn’t have a clue about. I just knew you’d love it babe.

 After scooping that shit up, I headed up to our room. Jesus, I was fucking buzzing. When you stepped into our room, I was smiling like a fucking kid on Christmas, which, I guess, I fucking kinda was.

 “I know it’s not wrapped or shit, but Merry Christmas sweetheart!” I placed all the fucking goodies I’d found down on the bed, stepping back to watch you checking them out. You didn’t say much, just sorting through it, making me worried that you weren’t pleased with my find as much as I was. So I was quite surprised when you turned, throwing yourself into my arms.

 “They’re wonderful Negan! Just perfect! I haven’t painted my nails in months, and I can share some of this with the little girls in the school room and maybe I can…”

 “Hold on baby girl! These are for you  I know how fucking kind you are, but shit Lauren, I want you to enjoy something, have something all to yourself. Okay?”

 You hugged me tightly, your oh so fucking sweet smelling head tucked under my chin.

 “Okay, Negan. I’m gonna go try something on! Be right back!”

 You flew into the bathroom and I waited not so patiently for your return.

 When you emerged from the bathroom, I sucked in a huge breath. Fuck baby girl, you simply took my breath away. You had this little flimsy dress like thingy on, I could see the tiny thong you were wearing underneath, your tits looking so damn fine bursting up from the lacy top.

 “Get that fine ass over to me babe, now!”

 I pulled you into me, my hands coming up to grasp your face, our lips meeting in an overheated kiss. I moved my hands back down to grasp your ass, urging you into my arms. I carried you over to the bed, gently dropping you. As you climbed up towards the head, I made fucking quick work of my clothes.

 “Take me Negan. I need you.”

 Your whispers causing my dick to twitch. “Fuck sweetheart, you don’t have to ask me twice!” I climbed up the bed soon straddling you. I slid my hands under your nightgown, clutching your panties and pulling them down in one quick yank.

“I’m not playing the fuck around baby girl. I apologize right now.” And in one swift move I was fully seated inside you. Your gasps and moans just making me more sure of every movement I made.

 As much as I loved when we fucked in fucking strange places, positions, this was my favorite. Just us in our bed, my eyes on you the whole time. Drinking in the pleasure I was giving you, your gorgeous brown eyes, changing shades, going big, closing tightly. I kept up my forceful thrusts, knowing just the right angle to make you groan.

 I leaned down, our faces so close. “I love you baby girl, you are my favorite Christmas present ever.”  Letting our lips find each other, my tongue entering. I began thrusting even harder, both my dick and tongue taking charge of your body. You were all mine in this time and place. My fucking good girl.

 I could feel you beginning to near your end, your sweet soft walls twitching around my cock. Bringing one hand down between our overheated bodies, I pulled the cloth down from your breast, my mouth finding a nipple, sucking, nipping.

 I then moved downward, my fingers discovering your swollen nub and delicately tweaking it. That was all it took, I felt you tighten around me, your legs shaking, your hands gripping me tightly, one making its way into my hair, pulling.

 “OHHHHHH NEGAN!!!!!”

 “I’ve got you Lauren.” I met my end almost as quickly, my jerks and thrusts coming faster, harder. I pounded into you, your head bouncing up off of the pillow. As your pussy contracted around my cock, milking me dry, I pulled you into me tightly, rolling over to bring you on top, not wanting to collapse on you.

 “I’ve got you sweetheart.” I soothed you thru the shakes and shivers, pulling you impossibly closer. We must have laid like that for quite awhile, the light coming thru the windows slowly dimming.

  Yawning, you tilted your face up.  “Thank you Negan, for taking care of me, all of us. And most especially, for loving me. Merry Christmas.”

 “Thank you baby girl, for loving me, even when I’m a fucking asshole, as you’ve told me.” I laughed, looking down to see you were sound asleep.