As the clock struck midnight, Eva sipped her soda and watched the falling confetti in anticipation of the new year. Her thoughts drifted to Santa, and she blushed at the naughty thoughts he inspired. The doorbell rang, and there he stood, larger than life in his iconic red suit. He was breathtakingly handsome with twinkling eyes that seemed to see straight through her.
"Eva, I hope you've been good this year?" His deep voice sent shivers down her spine.
"Santa, I've been waiting for you," she confessed, her heart racing. He stepped closer, and their bodies brushed against each other. His thick, muscular thigh pressed against her, and she gasped.
"Eva, what are you waiting for?" He asked, his voice husky. Before she could answer, he scooped her up into his strong Before she could answer, he scooped her up into his strong arms and carried her away, their laughter mingling in the cool night air.
