Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33542 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33542 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
That seemed to cool Kristin off almost instantly. “You think I’m hot?”
Shawn looked exasperated, poor guy. “Yes!”
Kristin blushed, then cleared her throat. “I still can’t stand you.”
When I looked at Hollie, she was tapping her finger to her chin and somehow…just somehow, I knew my little witch was plotting.
Hollie
Present Day—December 12th
“Hollie, you have to come over for dinner tonight, sweetheart, and I won’t take no for an answer. I have my ways of making you come, you know.”
My mother, Elaine Craft, who, only just two short months ago, I discovered had been a practicing witch in the closet, was clearly not going to give up on me attending family dinner night.
“Are you seriously threatening me with what I think you are?”
“Don’t be silly, sweetheart. Now, dinner will be at six sharp. I’ll expect you and Lucas.”
I groaned. “Mom, I have three Christmas parties I’m doing between now and Christmas. I have so much work to do.”
“I see. If work is that important, more important than your family…”
Feeling her anger through the phone, I drew in a deep breath. “We’ll be there.”
“That’s my girl! Do me a favor, stop by the store, and pick up some of that rosemary bread your father adores. He claims I don’t make it the same way, and it will go good with dinner tonight.”
“Sure thing, Mom.”
“Talk soon and love you!”
“Love you too.”
I hit End and dropped back onto the bed. Grabbing a pillow, I buried it over my face and screamed into it.
“Feel better?” Lucas asked as I felt the bed dip and his body move over mine. An instant rush of heat swept over me, and my lower stomach pulled with desire.
Tossing the pillow to the side, I looked into his caramel eyes and nearly melted. “No, but I have a feeling you know of a way to make me feel better.”
When his gaze flicked over to the tableside clock, he focused back on me and grinned. “I’ve got a few extra minutes this morning.”
“Oh, yeah? What did you have in mind?”
“Eating my breakfast slowly at first and then finishing off with a bang.”
My entire body heated as he pushed open my robe and kissed me softly. When his lips moved down my neck to my breast, I gasped and laced my fingers in his hair.
“Lucas,” I hissed as I spread my legs and lifted my hips in a silent plea.
He cupped my other breast and pinched the nipple as he sucked on the opposite one. I closed my eyes and arched my back, pushing further into his mouth.
When his mouth moved down my stomach, my breathing increased. I lifted my head and watched him place a soft kiss on each side of my inner thigh. Flicking his eyes up to me, he smiled, and I bit down on my lip.
“Lucas, don’t stop,” I panted as my fingers pushed into his soft hair and pulled him closer to me. I wasn’t even embarrassed that I was grinding against his face. “God, it feels so good, but I need more!”
Always the one to want to please, Lucas flicked my clit faster with his tongue as he pushed his fingers inside me. I jumped and felt my hips moving faster.
“Yes! I’m so close.”
Then he placed his tongue over my clit as he curled his fingers inside me. I exploded and cried out his name as I fell into a euphoria that seemed to steal the air from the room.
It took me a few moments to fall back to reality as Lucas unzipped his pants and pushed inside of me.
“Oh, God!” I called out as another orgasm wracked through my body.
“Jesus, Hollie,” Lucas said as he lost himself in me. I loved when he made love to me. It was sweet and passionate, and I could feel the love he had for me. But moments like this, when he lost control and took me hard and fast, those were the moments my body reacted in the most delicious of ways.
“I feel you coming around me,” he said as he locked his mouth over mine. Only a few seconds later, he broke the kiss and cried out my name as he came.
Once he stopped, he held his weight off me and drew in deep breaths of air.
Locking his gaze with mine, he growled, “Fuck, you’re so addictive. I can’t get enough of you.”
My fingers laced through his hair as a contentment moved over me. I could honestly crawl back into bed and drift off to sleep, I was that relaxed.
“I feel the same. I wish we could get under the covers and stay in bed all day.”
He drew back and smiled before he kissed me softly on the lips. “Soon. Two more weeks and you and I are off for vacation.”
I sighed and dropped my arms onto the bed. “That’s too long! I want it to be the day after Christmas now!”