Elle's Twelve Days of Christmas
On the Sixth Day of Christmas, my author friends gave to me, Elle Jackson's A Mermaid for Christmas Part 2, Elle Jackson's A Mermaid for Christmas Part 1, Kate Hill's Spirits of Christmas, Traci Douglass's How to Seduce a Bad Boy, Harley Wylde's Naughty or Nice, and Ana Raine's Gift of a Lifetime.
Heat level alert! Part 2 of A Mermaid for Christmas is extra steamy. You have been warned. Do not continue to read if you are bashful! Enjoy Part 2 of this freebie from me! I hope you enjoy. Send me a message letting me know what you think and if you would want more of this story or stories like this. Tomorrow, my author friends are sharing more of their books! Stay tuned!!
A Mermaid for Christmas by Elle Jackson
Ethan planned to help Anashe get back to his boat, but she didn’t need his help. She swam effortlessly like she’d always had legs. He helped her into his boat trying not to stare at her - at her body. Her long muscular legs had him envisioning her up against a wall with those legs wrapped around him. He didn’t know what he was going to do. He would help her. He wouldn’t be able to live with himself if something happened to this beautiful woman. He didn’t know how to ask her about being a mermaid. It all seemed so unreal, like he was dreaming.
He pulled his boat partially ashore and offered her his hand to help her out of the boat. Swimming was one thing, but walking apparently was another. Her legs buckled under her. Ethan caught her. He picked her up. She smelled of salt water, fresh air, and sunlight. Her big eyes surrounded by long curly lashes focused on him.
“I’ve never been to shore.”
“Why not?” Ethan asked as he ascended the stairs to his villa.
“I’ve never had a reason. I neve had a desire to lose my tail and have human legs.”
“Is your tail gone forever?” The prospect of Anashe being human forever excited Ethan in a way that worried him. He’d been a bachelor for so long, he wasn’t sure he would know how to belong to just one woman. For the longest, he’d only needed to worry about himself and his own needs.
“No. I will always have it. My legs can turn back, all I have to do is wish it so, and it will be.”
Anashe talked in riddles and Ethan found himself wanting to hear more of her voice. “I hope you’ll stay for a little while. I’m all alone here and it would be great to have someone to spend Christmas with.”
“We’ve heard of Christmas under the ocean. It is a joyous time in your world and that joy reaches to other worlds. I would love to spend Christmas with you.” Her smile lit the room.”
Ethan opened the door and placed Anashe on the sofa. “Let me get you some clothes.” He left and returned quickly with a shirt, that would look like a dress on her, and some shorts.
She took the shirt, but didn’t accept the shorts.
“Do you have water here? My body already seeks the ocean. Maybe if I can sit in some water, I will feel better.”
“Yes, of course. I have a jacuzzi tub.”
“Um...it is something humans use to relax usually. Let me get it started.” Ethan crossed the room to the door to the bathroom. He opened it and once inside, he turned on the jacuzzi, lit candles, and put some towels out for her. He placed another shirt by the towels for her to put on after she got done. He was proud of how much restraint he showed. He wanted Anashe in a way he’d never wanted a woman before. His body ached for her. His dick throbbed constantly begging to release the pressure building up. He would have to handle it as soon as she was in the tub. He pushed it down in his pants and turned to leave the bathroom. Anashe stood in the door. Her gaze fell to his crotch. She’d stroked in in the ocean, but he didn’t think that meant she wanted to… Regardless, he wasn’t going to bring up the subject. She was in his care and he wouldn’t do anything to make her uncomfortable.
“Um...you can get in now. There’s another shirt for you to put on over there and some towels. Let me know if you need anything. Are you hungry?” Ethan rambled not able to calm himself down.
“No, I’m not hungry. But I do need something.”
“Anything,” Ethan said.
“You.” Anashe walked up to him and put her arms around his neck. She seemed to be handling walking very well now. She reached up and kissed him. She pulled him to her.
There was no way Ethan could resist. He let go of his restraint and took her in his arms. He took her shirt off and caressed each of her breasts. His heart raced. He couldn’t get enough of her. She tasted like sweet fruit - her mouth soft, but powerful. He wondered what her lips would feel like wrapped around his dick. He explored her mouth with his tongue just as she did his. The kiss turned carnal. They ravaged each other. Her hands scratched at his back as his cupped her round ass. He picked her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist, just as he had imagined. He placed her on the counter. He quickly removed her leaves to reveal her hard dark nipples.
“Take those off,” she commanded pointing to his pants.
He obeyed. He pulled down his pants; his boxers barely contained his dick.
“Those too,” she said. Her eyes so dark and demanding.
He did as he was told. His dick sprang free.
Her eyes grew larger. “It’s so enormous,” she said taking it into her hand and stroking it.
“I’ve never been so hard for anyone else. You did this to me.” Ethan’s voice came out gruff. He removed the leaf covering her center and positioned himself at her entrance. He pulled a condom from his toiletry bag and put it on. Anashe watched him with desire and intrigue in her eyes. She licked her lips, and Ethan lost all resolve. He cupped her ass pulling her to the edge of the counter and with his erection at her entrance, he pushed inside of her. He thought he was hallucinating, but he heard the most beautiful sounds escaping Anashe. She threw her head back and moved in rhythm with him. She felt like she was made for him. She clung to him so tightly. He had to concentrate not to release already. He’d only been inside of her for a few seconds, but the pressure threatened to explode. He couldn't let it. He’d never been in this situation. He lasted longer than most men; he knew that- women had told him over and over again. The way Anashe felt - warm, tight, and soft, he was going to lose it. He slowed his strokes hoping to prolong the inevitable. He rocked into her over and over hitting her spot as she screamed his name and clawed at his back. He leaned down to suck on her breasts. They were so full. He had one hand on her ass as the other massaged her breast. She was soft in all the right places. When he felt her constrict around his dick, he let himself go yelling her name. They came together.