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C.B.| Christmas Day

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24 December 2019

"Do we have everything?" I ask my fiancé, Corbyn.

We are headed to my great grand parent's glorious cabin, where we will spend Christmas Day with our families. Everyone is already there: my parents, brothers and sisters, grandparents, and Corbyn's mom, brother, sister and grandparents.

The drive is about 80 miles north, so the trip will be a little over two hours.

"Yeah, I made a list and checked twice," he replies, getting in the driver's seat.

"Who are you, Santa Claus?" I scoff and buckle my seatbelt.

"Okay so we clearly need to get you into the Christmas spirit," he says, turning on the car and plugging the aux cord into his phone.

Christmas tunes start blasting through the speakers, and Corbyn mouths all the lyrics dramatically beside me. It's so bad I can't hold my laughter in.

"That's more like it," he smiles and starts driving.

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Two bathroom stops and a Taco Bell drive-thru later, we make it to the cabin.

My great grandparents were pretty wealthy, so the cabin is very large and decadent. It's two stories high, but it seems to stretch all the way up to the moon. I could hear the laughter and cheer from outside the cabin as Corbyn and I unload our luggage from the trunk of the van. The sparkling snow crunches beneath our feet as we walk up to the pair of doors at the front. My thumb pushes down the door handle, and we walk inside. We are instantly greeted with loud cheers, and our folks come to the door to welcome us inside.

"Thank you so much for inviting us, this place really is grand," Corbyn's mom smiles, wearing jeans and a white tight knit sweater.

"Of course!" I exclaim, hugging her.

This will be the first Christmas we spend as one big family, and I'm hoping everything goes perfectly, not that there's a reason something will go wrong.

"We are gonna put our bags away," I say, walking up the winding stairs at the front right corner of the cabin.

"Okay, hurry up, or we will have to start the movie without you guys!" Ashley shouts.

"Okay," Corbyn laughs.

Upon opening one of many doors in the upstairs hallway that lead to separate bedrooms, I see the bedroom I always reside in, come Christmas time. It's the corner room at the front of the cabin; the view from the large window shows the outside display of snow, light up reindeer, light up snowmen, light up penguins and regular lights sprawled all over the front yard. The room is good size, it fits a queen sized bed with tons of holiday pillows, a thick red and white plaid comforter, and an old antique wooden dresser. There's plenty of room to walk around.

It didn't take very long to unpack our things since we didn't bring any more than needed for three days and two nights.

We walk back downstairs to join our family, who made hot cocoa and apple cider and already opened two big bags of caramel corn and poured it into separate bowls.

"What are we watching?" I ask, grabbing a mug of hot cocoa from the kitchen.

"Elf, what else?" my sister says, handing me a bowl of caramel corn.

"Guys get in here, let's start the movie!" Ashley says from the living room eagerly.

Three Hours Later

Whoever didn't fall asleep during the movie, which was everyone but my two toddler brothers and my dad, started up a game of Life.

"Not again," Corbyn groans upon me landing on a blue space which allows me to sue him and take his game money.

"Hate the game, not the player babe," I chuckle, taking his money.

After everyone reaches the end, we all count our totals, and I end up winning the game because of the money I kept collecting from Corbyn.

"It's getting pretty late," my mom says, checking her watch, "we should go to bed."

"I think most of us are getting tired anyway," Jordan agrees.

The group of us all took turns between two bathrooms, brushing our teeth and parted ways for the night as we turned in to our rooms.

"You know you really did me dirty down there," Corbyn says as I slide into bed next to him.

"What are you gonna do about it, huh?" I tease him.

"Why don't I show you instead of telling you," he mumbles, going in to kiss me lightly but very sultry.

Looks like I'm just winning tonight.

He peppers kisses down my neck slowly, working his way to my cleavage, then lifting up my shirt to kiss down my stomach, dragging the tip of his pink tongue from my belly button to the waistband of my pj pants. If there's one thing he's good at, it's teasing.

Next, his hands pull my pants down to my ankles, using his teeth to do the same to my underwear. Heat rushes to my cheeks and the place I want him most. He places a small kiss to my clit, then flicks it with just the tip of his tongue, making me squirm.

"Corbyn," I gasp quietly.

He responds by latching his whole mouth to my clit and sucking harshly, making intense eye contact with me. He adds his fingers into the mix, and after just a couple minutes, I come undone.

After we've settled down, he checks his phone and sees that it's 12:01 am.

"Merry Christmas," he smiles and kisses me.

"Merry Christmas," I reply and cuddle into his side.

The Next Morning (later that day)

This Christmas has been one to remember. Corbyn and I were awakened by my little brothers banging on all the doors exclaiming that Santa came and that it's time to open presents. First we all ate a cinnamon roll breakfast, then we opened presents, one by one, taking turns ripping the paper of our presents and making a complete mess. While the kids played with their new toys, my mom, Corbyn's mom, Ashley and I went to the kitchen to prepare and cook a large Christmas dinner. My dad played with the kids because he can't cook for shit. Christmas dinner was served, and was delicious. All in all, this is the best Christmas I have ever had and I'm looking forward to the ones to come in the future.

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Merry Christmas! What did you guys get?

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