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Kendall’s the kind of woman who wouldn’t risk breaking a nail or getting her designer shoes dirty. “Trust me. I won’t let anything happen to you. We’re only an hour away, so I think it’s best we continue instead of turning around.”
Making it fun and exciting B) Teasing before pleasing C) Doing it quick.” Ryan chews on the inside of his cheek, and my insides burn as I think about him naked. “All of the above,” he says. “Nope! One. And just one.” I lift an eyebrow at him. “B. I like to make my women work for it.” Holy fuck.
“I’m impressed,” I say wholeheartedly. The shading on the slopes and cedars is incredible. She hasn’t left a detail untouched. At first glance, it looks like a black and white photograph. “You’re just saying that.” She tugs on her bottom lip, and something sparks between us. “No, I’m not. You should know I don’t give frivolous compliments. You’ve got a real talent with this. I had no idea,” I say. She laughs. “Well, maybe one day I’ll draw you like one of my French girls.” I lift an eyebrow and shake my head. When I turn around, I can’t help but smile.
Warmth covers my body as I slowly blink open my eyes. It’s a major contrast to how I woke up yesterday when I was freezing my ass off. The tequila’s certainly having an effect on my head, and I wonder if I’ll suffer from a hangover all day. “Mmm…” a husky voice next to me mutters in my ear. Ryan’s bare chest is pushed up against me with a leg arched over mine.
“Carrie loves to have fun but can be serious and work hard when she has to. She loves love but is better at being a friend than in a relationship.” “Now that—” He points at me with his bottle. “I can relate to that.” The intense way he’s looking at me gives me the confidence to say what’s been on the tip of my tongue since I woke up. “Well, considering the way you were all snuggled up to me this morning, my guess is you really want to be in a relationship, but as you said, you’re married to your job.”
“In that case, if we’re being stereotypical, get your fine ass in the kitchen and make me some lunch,” I bark out teasingly. “Fine ass?” She perks a brow at me. “You’ve been lookin’?” Fuck, that was an inappropriate slip. “Shut up. Be helpful or go away.”
“If I only have twenty-four hours to live, then I’m gonna come clean,” she states, straddling my lap and wrapping her arms around my neck. Instinctively, I grab her hips and hold her still. “Come clean about what?” I ask with a raspy voice. “That I’m attracted to you, and I don’t think it’s one-sided.” She rocks her body against my groin. Fuck. Me.
“Fuck it,” I growl as I cup her face and press my mouth to hers. She immediately responds, holding me as I slide my tongue between her lips and taste the red wine she was drinking. Our hips move in sync as she rubs her pussy over my cock. It’s practically begging to be released and fuck her raw.
That first kiss we shared was hot. It burned me from the inside out, and I’ve never experienced that kind of electricity before.
“Oh, can you give her a message for me?” I ask. “Sure. What do you want me to say?” Without hesitation, I reply, “Tell her we fucked on the couch last night.”
“You know she’ll call the second I tell her, and we need to preserve battery power. You’ll just have to wait to talk about me after the electricity gets restored.” I throw her a smirk.
Though we agreed it was only sex, it felt deeper than that. But I can’t confess that to her because once we leave the cabin, I won’t be able to give her the relationship she deserves.
I want Kendall as much as she wants me, and the only thing coming between us is my insecurities.
“I can’t stay away,” I whisper in her ear. “Fuck, I want you so bad, Angel.”
“Morning,” he says in a sleep-raspy voice, then rolls over and meets my gaze. Leaning over, I paint my lips across his, needing more of him. By the time we pull apart, we’re both smiling. I can’t believe this is really happening. Sure, we’ve had sex several times, but just kissing him like this causes emotions to swarm through me. “You’re beautiful,” he tells me, giving me another soft kiss. I’ve imagined what it would be like to wake up next to him, and here we are.
When I get back to the city, I’ll have to make it up to Kendall and take her for a nice dinner like she deserves.
She spreads her legs wider as I lick and flick her clit, then she’s screaming out my name. She’s a greedy little thing and rides my fingers when I slide them inside. “Damn,” I whisper between finger fucking her and teasing her clit. “You’re so wet.”
“You taste good,” I tell him. “Like chocolate and sexy man.” He chuckles against my lips and cups my cheeks. “You taste like Christmas.” I smile. “My favorite holiday.” He presses a soft kiss on my forehead. “And mine, but I have a feeling this year might be the best one yet.”
I walk closer to her and lean over the back of the chair. My eyes go wide, and my mouth falls open when I see a portrait of myself. “Kendall...” She places her hand over it and tenses. “They say take a picture, it lasts longer, right?” I hear the uncertainty in her tone, and I want to make sure she knows exactly how I feel about her. I tilt her jaw and collide my lips with hers. “It’s perfect, just like you.” “I can’t get you out of my head, Ryan,” she whispers as my heart throbs hard in my chest. “The feeling is mutual,” I admit, but we agreed on the terms of our
She set the ground rules to this game. I’m just playing by them, hoping we both survive.
Feeling this way about Kendall is scaring the fuck out of me. It could end badly. I could break her heart, or she could break mine.
pulls me close to him. His body feels warm pressed against mine. He places his index finger under my chin and lifts my eyes to meet his. “You okay?” I nod, but I feel my emotions getting ready to spill over. I suck in a deep breath and push it away. “It’s nothing.” He tilts his head. “It’s not just nothing.” “I’m being melodramatic.”
He drinks again and hands me the whiskey. I do a full-body shake because it’s so damn strong. “I need a chaser.” Ryan glances over at me. “I need you.” With an arched brow, I meet his eyes. “How badly?” He looks down at his groin, and I see his hard cock pressing against his pants. “Like now.”
When we were teens, she was such a pain in my ass. All we did was argue even though Cami begged us to get along. I was just as impossible as she was because I saw her as a spoiled brat, and she always said I had a stick up my ass. Now, I think it was all a cover-up for our mutual attraction.
When I turn around, Ryan’s standing on the bottom stair with his stuff in his hand. He looks me over with a smirk, but I give him a sad smile in return. He walks over and drops his bag, then wraps his arms around me. He holds me tight, and I soak in his warmth and touch, not wanting to let go—not wanting this to be over. We stand for a while, and I’m certain he inhales the scent of my hair. I look up into his eyes, and I think I see pain in his expression and wonder if he feels the same as me. Running his fingers through my hair, he gently tugs on the ends and forces me to look up at him. “I’m
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When I park on the street, she looks at me with wide eyes, then laughs. “Seriously? Mr. Absolutely-we’re-not-stopping has stopped?” “For you? Yes, I aim to please,”
“This place looks like it fell out of a Hallmark movie,” she says, spinning around, taking it all in. I love seeing Kendall so damn happy and interlock my fingers with hers.
Kendall takes a sip, and she moans. “This.” She points at her red cup with the words Holly Jolly written in cursive letters. “This is magical!” I taste mine and nod in agreement. “This is basically dessert.” “Absolutely,” she says, giggling. “Christmas in a cup!” Without hesitation, I tilt up her chin and press my lips to hers.
I bring her knuckles to my lips and kiss them. She smiles at me lovingly, and I contemplate telling her how I feel about her. But before I can, her phone vibrates. She releases my hand and reaches for it. “Cami,” she tells me, showing me the screen.
I won’t beg a man to be in my life. If he wanted to be with me, he would be. Period.
She mentions the weather, but I stop listening as soon as I see her. What the hell is she doing here? Rachelle. Ryan leads her to the dance floor, and when she smiles up at him with lust in her eyes, my stomach drops. Unable to watch them together any longer, I excuse myself from the conversation, and Cami finds me. “What’s wrong?” she immediately asks. “Your brother sucks.” I force a grin, nodding my head in their direction.
An hour later, Nick and I part ways since we work tomorrow. As I walk to my car, I decide to call Kendall again but am sent straight to voicemail. Even though she may never hear it, I leave her a message. “Hey Kendall, it’s Ryan. I’m not sure you’ll ever get this, but I just wanted to tell you I’m thinking of you and miss you. I’m not giving up on us. I love you.” I end the call before my emotions take over and hope like hell she’ll give me one more chance.
Over a voicemail!!! 🥺😢♥️
“Thank God. I would’ve been really embarrassed if you hadn’t said it back.”
“Happy New Year, baby.”
“I need you,” he whisper-pants in my ear. “Come home with me and wake up next to me.” His warm breath brushes against my cheek as a shiver runs down my spine. “You’re mine, Kendall. Say it,” he demands as he fists my hair. “Yes,” I agree. “All yours.”
I wrap my arm around her shoulder and trail my fingers across her skin.
