Home for the Holidays (A Holinight Novella)

by Lee Jacquot

The author is not liable for any attachments formed to the MCs nor the sudden desire to have someone wake you up with their tongue in your vag. ;)

She was mine even before I even knew her last name, and I happily broke a few noses to make it known.

I wanted her to feel how long I’d waited for her. How bad I fucking wanted her.

We’ve been living the forbidden, miscommunication trope of life. Goddamn it.

The world stops, my heart rages against my ribcage, and my soul screams that I’ve at last given it what it’s waited for. Adelina was always supposed to be mine, and now she will be.

“I knew you were a naughty girl. Dreaming of letting your stepbrother sink between those perfect thighs of yours. I wonder, did I ever fill you with my cum, or did you let me paint you with it?”

“Show me, Adelina. Show me how badly you’ve wanted your stepbrother to finger fuck you while you slept.”

“Only good girls get to come, Adelina. Not naughty little sluts.”

“Unless you want your mother to know her daughter’s about to get tongue-fucked, I suggest you remain quiet. You’ll have plenty of other opportunities to scream. I promise.”

“I want to watch you come apart for me, Adelina. I need to see that pretty face of yours when you realize it’ll only ever be me that makes you feel this way.”

“Because for me, sweetheart, it’s always been you. And when I didn’t think I’d have you, I needed the reminder. I wanted to look out this window and remember all the things you made me feel.”

“I am yours. Wholly and truly. Not a day has passed since I laid eyes on you where I wasn’t.”