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Lock the door, kill the lights, Snow’s falling but I’m dripping inside. Red lace under evergreen glow, You bite your lip when I tell you “go slow”… Then I don’t. Your hands trace places Santa won’t, I arch my back like you know I want. Milk and cookies on the floor, I’m about to beg for more. I’ve been good, I’ve been bad, But right now I’m a filthy plan. You whisper sins in my ear, Baby, Christmas comes early this year. Put me on your naughty list all night, Jingle bells shaking when you pull me tight. Slide that ribbon, tear that lace, Let your mouth say grace in my favorite place. I don’t want gifts, don’t want cheer, Just your hands everywhere right here. Santa who? Lock the door— I’m your Christmas whore tonight. Fireplace crackling, skin on skin, You push me down, I pull you in. Stockings ripped, heels still on, Your name’s the carol I moan along. Candy cane down my spine, You laugh when I lose my mind. If the neighbors hear us sin, Tell them angels sang again. Hands pinned, breath held tight, You say “be good,” I say “try.” If this sleigh’s gonna ride, Baby, take me from behind. Put me on your naughty list all night, Jingle bells shaking when you pull me tight. Bite that lip, grab my hair, Merry fucking Christmas everywhere. No halo, no silent night, Just moans and sweat till morning light. Santa can wait, heaven too— Tonight I’m sinning just for you. Let the snow fall, let it freeze, You’ve got me shaking on my knees. Say my name, say it loud, Baby, unwrap me—no rules now. Naughty list, no regret, Best damn Christmas I’ve had yet. Tree still lit, sheets a mess, Your fingerprints on my dress. When the morning comes too soon, I’ll still taste you like perfume. Ho ho holy shit, it’s true— Every Christmas, I want you