Chapter 96: White Christmas Wish

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This year had been so good!

The Aelbank City mafia alliance was as strong as ever and our holdings had

been steadily increasing due to our successful expansions.

Today was Christmas day!

Raeni and Da'mon had invited all the mafia heads and those closest to us

over for what they promised to be a very Caribbean Christmas celebration.

After much convincing, I got Dominic to relent. We would usually spend

Christmas at the Calvetti residence, and since no one was ever allowed on

the compound we had never spent Christmas with any of the other mafia

heads. I had always wanted to partake in some of their celebrations over the

years, but Dominic had always declined.

Since Dominic and I had become a couple, I was slowly trying to get him to

open up. We would be married next year and I had already told him that I

would be inviting guests over for Christmas to what would now be our

home.

At first, he had been adamant about not allowing such, given that this was

how he had always been. But Dominic was not the distant and closed off

man he once had been and as time went on, he slowly began to make small

changes. To the point where the other mafia heads could now come over to

the Calvetti residence for some drinks and BBQ by the pool.

They were not allowed inside of the house, but it was progress.

Of course, he was still reserved, but at the very last minute, Dominic agreed

to come over for Christmas lunch. This was something that had shocked us

all, myself included.

"So good that you guys could make it! Please, make yourselves at home,"

Raeni had gushed as we entered into the large house.

Everyone we knew was there, even James had flown in from Ireland,

bringing with him some delicious mince pies and Guinness porter cake,

which I could not wait to dig into. As we hugged each other tightly, he

whispered in my ear that he had brought some tricolour drink for me to

taste.

Apparently, it was a drink made with green creme de menthe, vodka, and

gold whiskey. He told me that if I could survive that, I could live forever. I

only had to promise not to let Dominic catch me with it. To which I grinned

and nodded.

The delicious aroma of foods had my mouth watering.

It truly was a large feast; the table was packed with all sorts of different

types of things. I honestly could not wait to try a bit of everything. Raeni's

cousin Mikayla was a famous Caribbean food caterer and had flown in from

London. Mikayla had helped prepare a number of dishes, and as a result,

the various foods consisted of a mixture of Jamaican, Haitian, and

Trinbagonian cuisine.

"There she is!" Hannah screamed as she ran over to me.

The feisty blonde was Mikayla's best friend and was a very popular

wedding planner also based in London. She was the owner of an event

company called Cupid's Queue and had been responsible for a lot of

celebrity weddings.

Of course, with Mikayla being related to the Dixon family, she and Hannah

had been responsible for the amazing wedding Raeni and Da'mon had last

year. Since I was a fan of their work, I had decided that Hannah and

Mikayla would be in charge of my wedding as well.

Grinning, I hugged her back tightly.

Mikayla immediately started complaining, "Quick! Run and hide everyone!

Hannah and Jade have been reunited; may God save us!"

"Don't get jealous now! I missed you too," I said as I ran over to her and

pulled her to me.

Once we had finished greeting each other, I took my time to admire

Mikayla. Even though she was fifty-one, the smoothness of her almondcoloured skin always impressed me and her voluminous dark curly hair

pulled my attention as usual.

"So, drove that fiancée of yours crazy yet? Well, crazier than he already is?"

Hannah asked with a playful grin.

"Pfft! He's getting used to it..." I smirked then added, "Speaking of

husbands, where are your billionaire men?"

Tilting her head, Mikayla replied, "Last I checked, Damien was talking with

Da'mon and James."

Hannah chimed in and said, "Yea, Tariq was with them as well, chatting

with the sexy Russian beast. Gosh that Aleksandr sure is handsome! Do you

think he has tattoos on his dick too?"

Raeni made a tsk sound as she stood next to us, "I swear Hannah, even after

all these years, your mouth has no filter..."

Grinning, her blue eyes sparkled as she said, "And? Just because I'm in my

fifties doesn't mean I can't ogle a sexy man while my eyes still work. Plus,

it's a legitimate question!"

"Don't let Tariq hear you," Mikayla teased.

Scoffing Hannah retorted as she waved a hand, "Please, that man knows

that my mouth, pussy, and ass belong to him!"

Her bold response caused Mikayla and Raeni to shake their heads.

This was why I loved Hannah! She reminded me a lot of myself, she never

held back about what she thought, and I admired the older woman a lot. Not

to mention that she still looked sexy as hell for her age and had a sexual

appetite to match.

Dominic cleared his throat before excusing himself, the tips of his ears red.

"Oops, was he embarrassed?" Hannah whispered to me.

With a grin, I simply shrugged as I watched him walk over to where

Aleksandr was standing with Da'mon and James, quickly joining into the

conversation with Damien and Tariq. It was nice to see him socialising in a

setting outside of the mafia.

When it was time for lunch, it was so hard to decide on what to eat.

The options included: gungo peas and rice, mackerel rundown, oxtail and

beans, crunchy sweet potato wedges, curry goat, fried plantains, griot,

mushroom rice, pikliz, pastelles, ham, macaroni and cheese, an assortment

of salads, as well as a few other things.

Griot was a Haitian fried pork dish that Da'mon urged me on to try along

with the pikliz, which consisted off pickled cabbage and peppers.

The Jamaican oxtail and peas smelled amazing and I took a nice serving of

that as well, along with some crunchy sweet potato wedges. I wasted no

time in asking Raeni and Mikayla various questions about the numerous

dishes, to which they were only happy to share their Caribbean culture with

me.

I also placed a beef pastelle on my plate, which was a traditional Christmas

delicacy in Trinidad and Tobago. Pastelles were made from cornmeal filled

with meat and other ingredients such as olives and raisins. It was then

wrapped in banana leaves and steamed.

When my eyes looked at the large ham studded with pineapple slices,

cherries, and cloves, I found myself eager to get a piece.

In the end, my plate was so full that I was amazed myself that I managed to

finish everything.

Where drinks were concerned, I had a few glasses of sorrel. The chilled

drink was a tangy, spice-infused beverage that was often served at

Christmas and New Year's in several parts of the Caribbean.

To me, it was like a Christmassy lemonade, and I was hooked!

Once lunch was over, we sat in the large living room, idly chatting amongst

ourselves. The house was full of laughter and music.

Of course, I had to have a few glasses of Raeni's amazing Jamaican rum

punch and Dominic's apprehensive gaze caused me to giggle as he no doubt

wondered what sort of drunk Jade he would have to deal with later.

As much as I drank though, I promised myself that I would not get too

intoxicated and made sure to drink lots of water in between.

I think my favourite drink of the night had to be that Ponche De Crème.

Apparently, ponche crema was a cream-based liqueur that originated in

Venezuela but had become a traditional Christmas drink in Trinidad.

I swear, one sip of Mikayla's concoction had my body buzzing. So much so

that I had to drag Dominic to one of the guest toilets where I proceeded to

unzip his pants and pull my skirt up, begging him for a quick rough fuck, to

which he happily obliged once the initial shock wore off.

Perhaps it was the cream in the drink, I did not know. All I knew was that it

made me incredibly horny.

Apparently, it seemed to have the same effect on Hannah as she too, had

dragged poor Tariq off somewhere as well. When she sat back down fifteen

minutes later, she looked at me and gave me a knowing wink which I

returned with a mischievous grin of my own.

The rest of the day passed smoothly, as we ate and drank some more.

Later that night, most of the guests had left, leaving just the mafia heads

and a few of our close friends. Quintin was watching Vincent and Sergey

arm wrestle, while Nigel was harassing Jee-min, trying to get him to drink

another pint of Guinness.

Raeni was in the kitchen with her sister Kiyana and some cousins, while

Dominic, Aleksandr, Da'mon, and James were talking with some of the

other men. I on the other hand had been sitting between Mikayla and

Hannah, going over some ideas for my upcoming wedding, but somehow,

we ended up sharing bad Christmas jokes.

We blamed it on the alcohol of course.

"Ok! What do you call a kid who won't sit on Santa's lap?" Hannah snorted

as she took another sip of her drink.

Mikayla and I looked at each other and shrugged.

"Claustrophobic! Get it?" Hannah's giggle died when she saw that we were

not laughing, with a pout, she said, "Alright fine! How about this one..."

We sat and watched as she took another sip from her glass before speaking.

Running a hand through her shoulder length blonde hair, Hannah asked,

"How does Santa practice safe sex?"

Again, Mikayla seemed lost, but my eyes widened as I realised that I knew

the answer, "Oh, I know this one!" I grinned then added, "Santa always

wraps his package before shoving it down the chimney!"

"Yesssss! Mrs. Claus about to get some of that Christmas penisssss!"

Hannah squealed out.

The sounds that she made caused me to laugh so hard and it was in that

moment that Mikayla tried to change the topic, commenting on the weather.

"Ugh! I miss the snow," Hannah observed as she looked out the window.

Aelbank City was known to have some cold temperatures during the winter

season, but it rarely ever snowed and when it did, it was not much.

To be honest, I would not have minded if it snowed more. I always enjoyed

playing in it whenever I had the opportunity. Plus, there was just something

magical about snow coupled with the bright lights of the Christmas season.

Smiling, I asked, "Dreaming of a white Christmas huh?"

"Fuck yes! I want to jingle some balls! I mean bells..." Hannah grinned as

she eyed her husband.

Having heard, his wife, Tariq walked over and said, "Alright, clearly this

one has had enough to drink. If you'll excuse us, ladies..."

Before Hannah could say anything, Tariq slung her over his shoulder.

"Goodnight everyone! I'm going to get some penisssss! Merry Christmas!"

Hannah shouted happily.

Tariq's face reddened slightly while he exhaled deeply and shook his head.

He then bid everyone farewell and told us that we would see them for New

Year's Eve. It was cute, watching Tariq and Hannah interact, and it

reminded me of when I had gotten drunk for my twenty-first birthday.

I looked over at Dominic, and his blue eyes told me not to get any ideas.

In response, I simply pouted at him before Mikayla and myself got up and

went to find Raeni and the other women.

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Later that night back at the Calvetti residence, Dominic was finishing up in

the bathroom.

I had left a note on our bed, telling him to meet me downstairs. Making

myself comfortable, I knelt by the Christmas tree, wearing a skimpy elf

costume. It had been my plan to surprise Dominic with the red, white, and

green outfit and I was curious as to what his reaction would be, especially

with the red and white thigh-high stockings.

I was still a bit tipsy from all the alcohol I had consumed and I was eager to

feel the hardness of his body against mine.

The sound of his deep voice pulled me from my thoughts.

"Jade, why are you by the tree half naked...?" Dominic asked as he entered

the room.

My eyes admired the pale exposed skin of his bare torso as the lights from

the Christmas tree cast a nice glow against him. He was wearing the red and

black plaid pyjama pants that I had gotten him to wear for Christmas.

There were various depictions of the grinch wearing a Christmas hat and I

thought that it was appropriate, given Dominic's usual harsh and grumpy

nature.

I had contemplated telling him to dye his hair green to match, but that gave

off too much Joker vibes and as much as I loved the criminal mastermind of

Gotham City, the two did not compare.

To me, Dominic was so much more awesome and I loved his silvery-white

hair too much anyway.

Realising that I had not answered him, I said, "Surprise!"

As he walked closer, I wasted no time in freeing his manhood through the

space in front of his pants. Dominic did not stop me as I proceeded to

hungrily lick and suck him, his soft grunts letting me know that he

appreciated my lack of finesse.

The house was quiet and only the sounds of my mouth could be heard as I

happily gagged on him.

His voice was soft and deep as he spoke dirty words to me, telling me how

much he enjoyed choking me with his girth. It was then that he brought up

something from earlier that night.

"So, you wanted a white Christmas, yea?" Dominic asked.

Looking up at him, I nodded, my green eyes pleading with him to give me

what I wanted.

Grinning, he held on to the back of my head tighter as he slowly began to

increase his pace, using deep precise strokes to fuck my face. After a few

minutes, his body stiffened as his orgasm approached.

As he proceeded to fill my mouth and throat, I moaned my appreciation,

making sure not to miss a single drop.

His throaty groans were music to my ears as my lips and tongue cleaned

him off. With a rumble in his chest, Dominic pulled away and leaned down

to roughly kiss me on my mouth. He then laid us down on the rug near the

Christmas tree.

I wore no underwear, so when his fingers met my wet pussy, he growled

low in his throat.

My back arched as he began to finger me.

"That's right love, make a mess... Cum for me so I can fuck you, just how

you like," Dominic demanded as he gently bit my neck.

It did not take long for my eyes to roll back into my head as I screamed out

his name.

As my body quivered, still enjoying the effects of my release, Dominic

shifted our bodies so that I was on top straddling him. Biting back a

whimper, I enjoyed the feeling of his thick arousal stretching my inner

muscles.

Closing my eyes, I proceeded to ride him until we were both satisfied.

When I thought we were done, Dominic shook his head and told me to get

on my hands and knees.

Well shit, I did not need to be told twice!

Later, after we had showered, we were tucked in next to each other under

the comfortable blankets as we cuddled in our bed. It was such an

incredible feeling for me, to be held in his arms, and I sighed at how perfect

the day had been.

"Merry Christmas, Dominic. Thanks for coming with us to Raeni's, it really

meant a lot to me and everyone else for that matter," I said while snuggling

closer to him.

Kissing my forehead, he replied, "I love you, Jade. I'd do anything for

you..."

"I love you too," I whispered with a smile as my eyes began to close.

Dominic shifted behind me, his minty breath ticking my ears as he suddenly

said, "Seems like you got your white Christmas wish after all..."

"Hmmm?" I mumbled in confusion.

"Open your eyes, love..." Dominic softly commanded as his hand caressed

the naked skin of my hip.

As I gradually did as he asked, I gasped at what I saw.

There before us, outside the large floor to ceiling windows, were white

snowflakes slowly falling from the sky and I sighed happily as I curled

myself into Dominic's arms even more.