Home for the Holidays (A Holinight Novella)

by Lee Jacquot

playing a farming simulation game

quickly disconnects the call and grabs my wrist, wrapping his fingers around the flesh. The jolt of contact sends a slew of goosebumps prickling up my arm, and I try to pull away.

Elliot isn’t Danny, and I’m surely not Sandy. There will be no riding off in the clouds in his greased Ford.

Adelina. The very same girl I’d been infatuated with since I walked through the doors of Wilmith Academy and laid eyes on her fighting to open her locker. She kept to herself, studied hard, and was ignorantly unaware of how fucking gorgeous she was.

She’s mine now as much as she was eight years ago, and it’s time she understood.

Keeping her hand in mine, I walk us to the edge of the kitchen to a drawer where her mother keeps the first aid kit. I’m quick to open it up and dig inside for a waterproof bandage. Using my teeth, I rip off the top of the package, my gaze on Adelina.

“It’s because you make me nervous.” Her breath hitches as the confession escapes. Her realization she didn’t mean to say that part out loud turning her cheeks a delicious pink.

“How do I make you nervous, sweetheart?”

“If you want to know something.” Lifting her injured hand, I press my lips softly over the bandage. “All you have to do is ask.”

and I’ve brought you here to look at a drawing that could have been the start of us.”

A second passes, and it’s all I need to collect myself and turn the tides. My hands grip the sides of her face as I angle down to take control of her mouth. She doesn’t fight the exchange of power and submits, a sweet moan vibrating up her throat.

My cock stiffens at the notion of her asleep, her body still, her beautiful face serene and content right before I slip my tongue into her tight little cunt, or push my cock past her sealed lips.

“You’re so responsive, sweetheart. Are you always like this?” I move down, whispering over her collarbone. “Or only for your stepbrother?”

“I know you can take it,” he says, the confidence he has in me evident. But he leans closer and places a soft kiss on my nose. “But you tell me if you can’t.”

because he bends down and kisses me until my soul splits in two.