Chapter 6
Sawyer
“f**k this shit.” I grab for the remote from Zoey’s hand. “It’s my turn for T.V. control.”
“Christmas movies only.”
“Fine.” I scan through the selection before settling on How the Grinch Stole Christmas. Zoey starts complaining about my choice but settles once I stick my hand up her shirt, cupping her tit while facing the TV. I try to ignore my hard c**k as she wiggles on my lap.
Halfway through the movie Zoey suddenly turns to straddle me, then lifts my chin and looks over my face. I wish I could read her mind in moments like these.
“What, Kitten? Trying to figure out what to get me for Christmas?”
“And if I am?”
“No need to think about it. Just give me you.” I squeeze her breast. “That same thing I got on Black Friday.”
“Whatever.”
“No, I mean it.” I push her s
