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Nick Radnor, my bad boy Scrooge, meets the second of 3 sexy ghosts on Christmas Eve in A Naughty Christmas Carol.
Let’s meet the second of the 3 ghosts:
“Happy to see me, Nicky boy?” said the Ghost of Christmas Present, wiggling her hips.
“Do I have a choice?” he said dryly. He rubbed his eyes, disbelieving.
A gorgeous redhead in a floor-length, skintight red cut velvet dress slit up to her thigh stood with her fists on her round hips. Her big breasts nearly fell out of her low-cut strapless gown trimmed around the bottom with white ermine. A pearl choker graced her slender neck and a white fur pouch hung low over her hips. Atop her pageboy she wore a holly crown studded with red berries and a red taffeta ribbon tied under her chin.
And those red patent leather boots. Laced up to her knees with four-inch spike heels.
Piles of Christmas presents tied with big bows and little bows surrounded her. Red, green and gold wrapped packages. Candy canes. Wooden soldiers, ballerina dolls, even a nutcracker. A cornucopia of holiday cheer.
How did this stuff get into his bedroom?
As if he couldn’t guess.
“And you are?” Nick asked.
“The Ghost of Christmas Present. And I’m all yours.”
Sex? With a ghost?
Nick cocked an eyebrow. “You can’t tempt me. If I touch you, my hand will go right through you.”
“Go on, feel my breast,” she said with a wicked smile, then swayed her shoulders.
“Okay, you asked for it.” He wasn’t in the mood after the disturbing events with the first ghost, but Nick was never a man to turn down a lady when she was begging for it.
He grabbed her breast and to his surprise warm flesh filled his palm. He tweaked her hard nipple and she moaned with satisfaction.
“Happy now?” said the Ghost.
“Yeah, but I don’t get it. The first ghost showed me what a jerk-off I’ve been–”
“Agreed,” she said, nodding.
“And now you want me to fuck you?” Nick asked. “This is unreal.”
Next up: The Ghost of Christmas Future