Y'all I can't believe there's so much diversity in my readers. I asked you guys to comment last chapter and I had people from Europe, South Africa, Nigeria, Venezuela, Serbia, Bosnia and a few more. That's literally insane, I love you guys  🥺. 

Also can someone care to explain why all my mature chapters have more reads than the rest? Explain that ya dirty minded little monsters 😈

Anyways, here's another spicyyyy one because the people ask and I deliver.

Mila's POV

"Oooh, you should get that, it's so cute!" Lena mocked, holding up a grey sparkly beanie with a cat on it.

"It matches your outfit," she added, glancing down at my light grey sweater, black tennis skirt, and combat boots. Lena was adamant that we wear something cute to the mall despite it being freezing outside. Good thing there was heating inside because the sheer tights I wore under the skirt did little to warm me.

"And you should totally get that," I grinned, pointing at a pair of Grinch slippers. She gave me a deadpanned look and I stuck my tongue out at her.

"So, what are you wearing to Christmas dinner?" she asked as we walked through the mall.

"Ummm, I'm not sure," I shrugged, "Ooh we should go in there."

I pointed at a random store to distract her, only realizing a split second later that it was Victoria's Secret.

"Oooh, are you planning to get down and dirty with Ajax already?" she wiggled her brows making me turn red.

"Of course not," I scoffed, shaking my head.

"Then stop distracting me, why don't you know what your wearing?"

"I'm not doing anything for Christmas."

She stopped, holding my arm as she stared at me.

"Mila, you're not serious are you?"

I shrugged, taking a sip of my Lindt hot chocolate. It was heavenly by the way.

"You can't be alone on Christmas that's illegal," she stated, "You're coming with me to my parents house."

"What? No, I can't do that Lena," I shook my head, beginning to walk towards the outerwear shop.

"Yes you can! What you can't do is sit at home alone."

"Lena, I really mean it. I just want to be alone for a bit," I said quietly. She looked at me with a concerned look before sighing.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure. I've been feeling a bit overwhelmed lately so I need some time to clear my mind."

"Alright, call me if you need anything. Even if it's 4 am," she spoke seriously.

"I will," I promised. She sighed, dropping the subject for now. 

"Oh shit, we're late," Lena mumbled, glancing at her phone.

Lena drove us to the train station and we reached 5 minutes before her train left. In Canada that wouldn't be too bad but in Germany, the trains were always on time. Not a minute later or a minute earlier. If that happened, the world was probably about to end.

We said our goodbyes and I gave her a big hug before she disappeared into the train.

Then it was just good ol' me as I drove her car back to our dorms.

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I hummed along to Ariana Grande as I pulled off the sheer stockings I was wearing under my skirt. The waistband was so itchy that I couldn't bear wearing it any longer. Reaching up, I unclipped my hair, wincing as I patted it down. That one spot on my scalp always stung after being in an updo for too long.

I started from the entrance and cleaned the entire house, putting all the little miscellaneous things in place. It helped get my mind off things and I was productive as well.

It seemed liked the past two weeks after competition had dragged on for so long. Finally tonight would be Christmas Eve and tomorrow, Christmas morning. Then I could take a deep breath and relax because the holidays would be over.

Looking around my room, I regretted not putting up any decorations. It looked devoid of the usual festive vibe homes would have at this time. Moving to my dance bag, I pulled out the little Christmas tree sticker Lotte had given to me on the last day of dance before break.

There, it looks cute. 

Wow, I'm so stupid. 

I really just stuck a sticker on my fridge thinking it would add Christmas cheer to my house.

Suddenly, a knock at the door pulled me from my thoughts.

Lovely, someone to murder me in time for Christmas. 

I rolled my eyes and opened the door once I recognized Ajax's brown hair through the peephole.

"Hello," he grinned, his dimple appearing on his left cheek.

"Hey," I smiled, moving aside to let him in. I noticed he was dressed in a navy blue suit and white dress shirt.

"Someone's looking fancy," I smirked, watching as he took off his jacket.

"I believe the word is handsome," he teased, kissing my cheek. I felt them heat up, still not used to the affection. It hadn't been very long since we started dating, but it felt like forever because nothing really changed in our relationship. 

Only the kisses.

Big bonus right there. 

"Mind telling me why you're all dressed up, Mr. Handsome?" I asked, trailing my eyes over his broad chest. I moved my hands down his shoulders, coming to rest over his chest.

"I'm. Here. To. Pick. You. Up," he spoke between kisses making giggle

Since when do I giggle?

"What do you mean?" I asked in confusion, looking up into his green eyes. Ajax seemed to get distracted, his eyes flickering to my lips.

I was surprised when he pushed me against the wall, tilting my head up to kiss me. Warmth spread through my body as his hands gripped my waist. My fingers gently tugged at his soft, thick hair. He bit gently on my bottom lip as I denied him entrance.

"Stop teasing," he whined, pulling away. I gazed up at him through my lashes as I tried to catch my breath.

Third Person's POV

Mila giggled as he leaned down to kiss her again. Butterflies fluttered in her stomach as Ajax picked her up, carrying her to her bedroom without pulling away from her lips.

"Ajax tell meeee," she whined, resting her hands on his shoulders.

She was well aware of his hands moving lower as she sat on his lap. Her heart beat faster, not knowing where this was going.

"Mom wants you to come with me to my grandparents house."

"What?" Mila blurted, her eyes widening. She opened her mouth to protest, only for Ajax to kiss her again.

Her heart skipped a beat as his warm hands trailed over her waist from under her sweatshirt. Tingles spread across her skin everywhere he touched.

Somewhere in the midst of soft kisses, things turned rough.

Mila's kisses became more urgent and Ajax found himself getting turned on. She pushed his suit jacket off of his shoulders, leaving him in the white dress shirt.

Mila quite enjoyed seeing him in that outfit. She almost drooled when he rolled up the sleeves to his elbow. His muscles strained against the thin, slightly see-through material of his dress shirt.

Okay, he's hot. If I wasn't sure before, I am now.

Ajax left open mouthed kisses along her jaw, trailing down her neck. 

She was slightly breathless, letting out a gasp when Ajax turned her around so her back was against his chest.

"I like this outfit," Ajax said lowly, letting his hand move up her skirt. She shivered at his touch as he caressed her hip. He hooked a finger around her underwear, tugging it before letting it snap back against her skin.

He nipped at her ear causing her head to fall back on his shoulder. Moving her hair to the side, his teeth scraped against the sensitive skin. His hands stroked her inner thigh making her stomach clench.

He tilted her head so it was facing the large mirror against the wall.

"Look at what my touch does to you, he whispered huskily and Mila almost died then and there. She was hyper aware of his hand nearing her now pulsing core.

She watched in the mirror as he dragged her skirt up, revealing the lacy black underwear she'd thankfully worn.

She could feel his warm breath on her neck as he rested his chin on her shoulder.

He met her gaze in the mirror just as he rubbed over her heat, smirking when her breath hitched and her eyes fluttered close.

"Ajax," she breathed, arching her back as he rubbed over her heat. Hearing his name from her mouth made him harden and he clenched his jaw tightly.

"Eyes open darling."

She bit her lip, gripping his thigh as he rubbed in circles. His arousal heightened when he felt how wet she was, just from his touch.

She felt him move from behind her, his toned chest replaced with the pillows and her headboard. Her eyes flew open, locking with Ajax's emerald ones in front of her. Her eyes widened when he hooked his arms around her legs and pulled her towards him, a smirk on his face as he dipped down to her lower region.

A sharp gasp left her lips, legs trying to close as she felt his lips press against her. The only thing separating was the thin fabric.

In a flash, Ajax had pulled off her lace panties before she could protest, the cool air hitting her wet heat.

Ajax felt himself harden as she gripped his hair when he pressed a feathery kiss against her folds. She whimpered, the ache intensifying as he kissed everywhere but that spot.

His tongue darted into her folds, eliciting sounds that Mila herself was shocked to hear.

"Ajax," she moaned breathlessly, tugging on his hair as his tongue circled her clit. He sucked gently at the sensitive skin and Mila almost passed out from the pleasure. Her hips rolled against his mouth as his tongue created short flicks.

He made fast strokes with his tongue against her clit, the sensation making Mila clutched the sheets tightly. He could feel her legs lock behind his back as they hooked over his shoulders.

"Fuck, I'm gonna come," she whimpered and Ajax quickened his pace. Her eyes rolled back as her orgasm hit and for a moment, she almost forgot to breathe. His grip tightened as she writhed in his hold, squirming at the overwhelming sensation of pleasure. Moments later she released as he licked her dry.

"I've made you come twice, how many others can say they've done that?" He asked, dark glint in his eyes that made Mila shiver. He watched as she sat up, her cheeks flushed pink.

"None," she whispered after a moment, her chocolate eyes locking with his. Ajax felt a surge of satisfaction flow through him, knowing he was the first to pleasure her.

He watched her carefully as she stood up, wrapping her arms around his neck.

Mila was tired, but she had things to take care of.

A jolt ran through Ajax's body as he felt her hand run over the tent in his trousers.

"Mila you don't have to," he said as she unbuttoned his shirt, pushing it off his shoulders. He watched as her dark eyes wandered over his figure. He flinched when her cold fingers ran over his muscles, instinctively making them flex.

Ajax's mind swirled as Mila pushed him back onto the bed. He felt even more aroused somehow as he watched her unbuckle his belt.

"I'm serious, you don't ha-"

"Do me a favor and shut the fuck up," Mila huffed and he felt a surge of heat run through him at her demanding tone.

Inside scoop: she'd never done anything like this before. Well, aside from graduating from the Wattpad School of Sex Education. She wanted to have the satisfaction of knowing Ajax could unravel at her touch, just like she had at his.

Mila tried her hardest not to seem surprised when she realized how big he was.

His ego didn't need anymore inflation.

She gently rubbed her thumb over the tip of his hardened cock, enjoying the way he clenched his jaw tightly. Slowly she began moving her hand up and down smirking when she noticed his chest rising faster. Her eyes trailed over his chiseled abs that would flex at her touch.

He watched her as she lowered her lips around his shaft, his grip tightening on her hair.

"Shit," he hissed, throwing his head back as she hollowed her cheeks. Mila felt her body warm at the sound of his groans. She watched him unravel though her lashes, enjoying the look of pleasure on his face.

Now she understood why Ajax watched her.

He twitched in her mouth as she took his whole length.

Get that gluck gluck 3000- wrong time Mila. Not now.

He cupped her jaw as she gazed up at him through her lashes. He could feel the pressure building and knew if she continued he'd come in no time.

He'd imagined Mila on her knees in front of him, but he never thought it would actually happen.

He stiffened as Mila sucked lightly, his head falling back as his eyes fluttered close.

"Mila I'm going to come," he growled, clenching his jaw as he held back. His eyes flew open when Mila didn't stop like he expected her too, catching the mischievous glint in her eyes. She almost laughed at how hard he was trying to hold himself back.

She started to talk, attempting to tell him she wouldn't be stopping anytime soon. But the vibrations sent him over the edge. Her body tingled at the sound of his moans as she felt the warm ropes of cum spurt into her mouth.

Ajax watched, dazed as she swallowed without batting an eye.

"Formal or black tie optional?" Mila asked, standing up and walking to her closet.

"Black tie optional," he replied, watching her like a hawk. She could feel his gaze on her as she shifted through her clothes.

"Why the fuck is this always so casual?" he thought as he watched her. 

She pulled out a simple champagne coloured jumpsuit and another outfit for the next day. Mila caught Ajax's gaze, sending him a wink before shutting the bathroom door to get changed.

Such a tease.

Ajax would have to come up with a good explanation for being late. Well...

Very late.

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MILA IS THE QUEEN OF BOLDNESS 😭

Fun fact: my friend wrote the majority of this chapter for me because I'm ✨inexperienced✨

How did she do? 😅

Her: "Mia you can't write it properly if you've never done it."

Me: 👁👄👁 So you're telling me you have????

Her: "I'll write it for you since you're unqualified, you take care of the editing."

Me: 🤷‍♀️ fair enough 

LMAO anyways, let me know if you liked it so I can tell her 😂. I love you guys! 

Ciao, 

Mia