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.

“Shh. No need to wake up, sweetheart. I’m just going to play with this wet cunt of yours. Get some rest.” She mumbles something incoherent, but keeps her eyes closed as she readjusts, opening her legs wider to grant me better access.

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

“So if I said I wanted to explore whatever this could be, you’d say okay?” He’s silent for a moment, his gaze drifting over my face without expression. “Would you believe me if I said I didn’t need to explore what I already know?”

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