"You're incredible, Kitty," he murmured against her lips. "I've never met anyone like you. So strong, yet so willing to surrender."

Kitty's heart raced as she felt Santa's hands roam over her body, his touch both gentle and commanding. He unfastened her dress, letting it slide off her shoulders, and she stood before him in her lingerie, her body on display. Santa's eyes darkened with desire as he took in the sight of her voluptuous curves.

"You're a vision, my love," he whispered, his hands cupping her breasts. "I want to make you feel pleasure like you've never known."

Kitty's breath caught in her throat as Santa's lips closed around her nipple, his tongue teasing and suckling. His hands explored her body, his touch both reverent and possessive. He slowly removed her lingerie, his eyes never leaving her body, and she felt a rush of excitement as she stood naked before him.

"You're so beautiful, Kitty," he said, his voice thick with admiration. "I want to make you mine."

Santa lowered her onto the bed, his body hovering over hers, and she felt the heat of his desire. His hands explored her body, his touch sending sparks of pleasure through her. He kissed her deeply, his tongue mimicking the rhythm of their impending union.

"I want to give you everything you desire, my naughty temptress," he whispered against her lips. "But first, I want to feel your sweet surrender."

Kitty's body arched as Santa's skilled fingers found her most sensitive spot, his touch sending her over the edge. She cried out, her pleasure echoing through the room, and Santa smiled, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction.

"That's it, my love," he whispered, his voice hoarse with desire. "Surrender to me."

As Kitty's body trembled in the aftermath of her orgasm, Santa positioned himself between her thighs, his eyes burning with passion. She looked up at him, her desire mingling with a newfound sense of vulnerability.

"Take me, Santa," she whispered, her voice laced with need. "Show me just how naughty you can be."

Santa's eyes darkened, and with a gentle yet firm thrust, he entered her, filling her with his warmth. Kitty gasped as pleasure rippled through her body, her legs wrapping around his waist to pull him deeper. Santa's movements were slow and deliberate, his eyes never leaving hers as he set a rhythm that sent waves of ecstasy through her.