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For those who don’t want a lot for Christmas… Other than a hot cowboy, and multiple orgasms.
“Bitch, I knew it.” The phone rustles as Brad does something on the other end of the line. “Flinn, babe, I told you,” he hollers in the background. “Ok, ok, you don’t have to alert the entire village.” I hiss. There’s a pause while he mutters something under his breath and hums in agreement. “Flinn says he wants you to know that ‘he knew it’ too, by the way.” “Well, aren’t you both just a pair of clair-fucking-voyants.” “Our powers extend beyond bi-panic and having excellent style, you know.”
Am I reading into every little detail? Maybe. Am I feeling reckless enough to see what this outfit might strike a match and set fire to? Absolutely.
On one hand, the sensible, boring, fatherly part of me attempts to be good. Then, there’s the other guy. He’s the asshole who is beyond tempted to see whether this girl might enjoy a bit of fun. Who is desperate for a taste of the young woman he’s been stuck with un-fatherly thoughts about for the past year.
“You look way too fucking gorgeous for my sanity. Whoever all of this was meant for tonight—because I know it wasn’t me—they’re an idiot and don’t deserve you.”
“We’re adults, right? We can play by some rules.” Oh, there are a whole lot of fucking games I’d like to play with this girl. “Then, in that case.” I tilt my glass at her. “Until the snow clears.” “Until the snow clears.”
“I’d say this is more like a fantasy wrapped up in a pretty pink bow.” God. This man is so hot. My cheeks feel like they might be on fire with his flirty words and roaming gaze. “One you’d like to unwrap, I hope.” Luke lifts his drink, gives me a heated look, and then slides a thigh forward to part my knees. “You want to be unwrapped, sweetheart?”
I’ve officially lost my damn mind. Skylar Addams is laid out like a feast before me, a girl who is far too young for an old cowboy like me, and I’m probably gonna have to renovate this fucking kitchen in the new year because there’s no way I’ll be able to do anything in here without getting hard at this memory.
“Sweetheart, this pussy is meant to be fucking worshipped… and I’m gonna ask you to trust me when I say that even if this is as far as we take things tonight, I need to eat your cunt ‘til you fall apart. Preferably more than once.” She gasps and stammers as I lean closer. “It’s—it’s been a while.” “Then you obviously haven’t had a real cowboy between these thighs, so let me show you what you’ve been missing out on.”
“You let me inside this pussy raw, and I’m going to have you stretched around my cock and leaking cum for as long as that snow sticks to the ground.” He searches my gaze, eyes flickering between mine. “All games aside, better decide right now if that’s what you want.” “Oh, god, I want that… more than you know.”
If I wasn’t already dangerously close to falling head over heels for this man, I think he might have just sealed my fate.
“My house. My rules. If I want the sweetest damn pussy I’ve ever had soaking me right here, that’s how it’s going to be.”
Probably for the best. Really? With how beautiful you look today… Let’s just say that tire might have been the last thing on my mind.
Do I distract you? No. I can see you squirming. You don’t ‘distract’ me. Because it’s impossible to be a distraction when I already can’t stop thinking about you. Good.
“In another life. In any other life, I’d track you down and wouldn’t let you go. You’re worth that and so much more, Skylar.”
“I’ll never fucking get over this. I’ll never fucking get over you.”
As she hums and melts against my mouth, lapping at my tongue and kissing me with all the warmth and goodness that is just her, I know it just feels right holding her. As if all those things that on the bleakest day feel like such a struggle, I’d easily face them knowing Skylar Addams was mine.
This is the type of kiss that lets me tell Skylar I’m in love with her, but it’s also the one that tells this beautiful girl that I’m letting her go. Even though I hate that I have to.
“I gotta go, B.” “Facemasks and spilling your guts start at six.” “You suck,” I hiss. “I do. Very well, might I add. Just ask Flinn how good my sucking is.”
“Skylar, I had to come and see you. I’ve been battling with myself this past month because all I want is for you to be happy. You’ve got your life, your business, so much ahead of you, and it would eat away at me if I fucked any of that up by selfishly knocking on your door. “But you gotta know, I was serious when I said in another life… and maybe, just maybe, this is our life after all. If there’s any chance you might want to let me be part of yours, I gotta have you know my heart is here. It's with you, even if this isn’t something you want. I fell harder than I knew could be possible in
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The second his hands are free is when I make my move. I fling myself at him, leaping up to cling around his neck, and he catches me so fucking easily. The heat of him, the security I feel in his arms, it all washes over me, leaving my blood singing. “Is this how you invite all your guests inside?” Luke arches an eyebrow at me. “Just the cowboy I’m in love with.”
“I should’ve been here sooner.” Luke turns around and gives me a long look. “You’re gonna let me take care of you.” Stepping closer. “You’re gonna let me love you the way you deserve.” Closer still. “And you’re gonna start learning to accept help, sweetheart.”
“Already wearing the hat, I see.” He clicks his tongue, and I turn beetroot red. “If I’d known you were aiming to be my stepmother, I might have put in a good word for you with the old man years ago.” Brad cackles, his face lit up with mirth.
“I’m kinda hoping you might stick around long enough to see them bloom, sweetheart.” He spins me around and cups my cheeks in both palms. All I can do is nod and sniffle and melt under his steady gaze. “I love you, Skylar. Grow as many peonies as you want here, let me invest in your dreams.”
“I want to watch you grow your dreams, Skylar because you’re bringing mine to life just by being here with me.”
