Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 67492 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 337(@200wpm)___ 270(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67492 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 337(@200wpm)___ 270(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
“Hold up. Do you have to see them at the party every year?” From the sour look on her face, she’s appalled for me.
“I don’t go.”
“What do you mean, you don’t go?”
“I don’t go. I told you. I don’t do Christmas.”
“Oliver! That’s your family. You can’t just not go. Vote them off the island. Pull rank and whatnot,” she says with fire in her eyes.
“Let’s talk about this.” I press my palm to the middle of her back and pull her closer. “About us,” I say, my voice dropping.
“Agree to let me show you Christmas isn’t the problem. It’s those cheating scoundrels.”
“Scoundrels?”
“It’s where my brain went in the moment. Leave me be,” she says, swatting at my bare chest.
“Within reason, I agree to your terms.”
“Wait. Hold up. What do you mean ‘within reason’?”
“No parties.”
“What about the gala?”
I groan. “Fine. The gala, but no other holiday parties. I’m not going to change who I am.”
“Why not? You let their actions change who you are.” Besides, I already bought two extra tickets because I wanted the event to be a success for her. It could have also been because somewhere in the back of my mind, I knew she’d convince me to go with her. I can’t say no to her, apparently.
I open my mouth to dispute her words, but they’re true. “Take it or leave it, Kincaid.”
“Fine. The gala and no other parties. Should we shake on it?”
“Nah, I have a better idea.” I slide my hand beneath her hair and grip the nape of her neck. “I think we should kiss on it.”
She places her hand over her mouth, and her eyes grow wide. “Morning breath.”
“I don’t care.”
“I care, and I have to pee.”
“Just a peck, then we can pee and brush your teeth.”
“I don’t have a toothbrush.”
“I have extras the dentist gives me.”
“Fine.”
I lean in close and press my lips to hers. They’re just as soft as I imagined they would be. Unfortunately, I’m a man of my word, and I pull away before I get a good taste of her. “Go pee. The bottom drawer of the hall bathroom will have what you need.”
She scrambles from the couch, and I watch her go. Once she disappears into the bathroom, I head to my room to handle my business and brush my own teeth. I’m getting that kiss.
I’m standing outside the bathroom door when she steps out into the hallway. I offer her my hand, and she takes it. I want to guide her down the hall to my room and lead her to my bed, but we’re not there yet. We’ll start with my kiss.
We make it to the couch, and I sit. “Sit.” I pat my lap.
She surprises me when she straddles my lap instead, resting her hands on my shoulders. “Now you can kiss me, Dr. Thompson.”
“Oliver. I don’t want to be Dr. Thompson with you. I just want to be me. Me and you.”
“Kiss me, Ollie.”
“Yes, ma’am.” I cup her cheeks in my palms and guide her lips to mine. Fucking finally, after countless nights thinking of this very thing, it’s happening. I can’t give her the future she deserves, but I can give her pleasure. I’ve been out of the game, but with this woman in my lap, grinding on my cock as I nip at her bottom lip before sliding my tongue against hers, I know it’s just like riding a bike. In fact, I don’t think I’ve ever been this turned on or this hard just from a simple kiss. Sure, her pussy is riding over my cock as she rocks her hips, but I should still be able to control myself.
My cock has other plans.
I kiss her like my life depends on it, as if letting her come up for air would be the end for both of us, and Blakely, she meets me stroke for stroke, riding a wave of pleasure on my lap.
“Oliver,” she pants.
“Yes, beautiful?”
“I need—” Her voice cuts out as I nip at her bottom lip.
“What you need is to come. Don’t fight it.” I move my hands to her hips and guide her to rock over my covered cock. I could explode any moment, and I’m telling myself it’s because it’s been four long, lonely years for my cock, but I know the truth.
It’s her.
It’s Blakely.
Her chest rises and falls quickly. Her eyes are closed, and her face is flushed. I can’t wait to find out if that blush covers the other parts of her skin.
“Ol!” she screams before biting down on her bottom lip to hold in the rest as her body shakes with her release.
I want to scold her for not allowing herself to scream my name, but we’ll get there. This is the first time I’ve truly gotten to touch her, and already I’m a greedy bastard where she’s concerned. I want… everything.