—*ALISON*—

Santa wants to see me naked? Hearing him say those words sends a rush of happiness through my chest.

A wide smile spreads across my lips as I push myself to my feet, ignoring the ache in my knees.

Sliding my shirt over my head, I toss it aside, letting it fall carelessly to the floor.

I unhook my bra, and my breasts bounce free.

Santa’s eyes lock onto them instantly.

“Mhmm… they are so big,” he breathes softly.

I push my pajamas pants down my legs and step out of ...