Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 56462 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 282(@200wpm)___ 226(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56462 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 282(@200wpm)___ 226(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
I hear his footsteps as he comes to a stop, and I slam my hand over my mouth, trying to control my deep breathing. It won’t be long before he finds me. I have to get going.
“Come on, Mila. I know you’re here,” he says, his voice so low, it does wicked things to me. “I’m going to find you, and when I do, I’m going to fuck that attitude right out of you.”
Good God. My pussy spasms, and I clench my thighs, suddenly so hungry for him.
What the fuck is wrong with me? I suppose when the sex is good, a woman is willing to ignore every red flag, even when they’re flying right in front of her face.
I follow the sound of his footsteps and when he begins walking in the opposite direction, I can’t help but peer around the tree once again, only this time, everything stops. Nick didn’t bother dressing before he raced after me, and all I see is this beast of a man, his perfect ass and chiseled back staring back at me. He’s wearing nothing but a pair of undone boots with his hand covering his junk, and fuck, he looks glorious.
The hunger intensifies, and I watch every step he takes, so damn focused on the way his muscled back moves. He’s simply divine. No wonder I haven’t been able to resist him. He’s the absolute definition of perfection.
What the fuck am I doing running away from this? It’s not as though I had the best life back home in New York. I was on the verge of depression. I hate my job, hate my apartment, and what’s worse, I haven’t got a single person in my life I’m able to call friend. And yet, here’s Nick, offering me everything I’ve ever wanted, and I’m literally running away from it. Sure, he went about it in the most fucked-up way possible, which he will be punished for. But why should I have to punish myself for his actions too? Surely if I’m going to be the victim of his schemes, I should at least get something out of it, right?
Would it be so terrible if I stayed the twelve months? I could spend them in Nick’s bed, making the most of our time together before he finally sends me back home. Sure, it’s pure insanity, but if I have to be here, I might as well enjoy it.
“I will find you, Mila. And I will take you.”
Fuck. This is probably the most moronic thing I’ll ever do.
Pulling my arms inside the oversized hoodie, I slip it over my head before hanging it off a low-lying branch and immediately regretting it as I feel the chill against my skin. But that doesn’t stop me, and the next thing I know, I’m letting Nick’s sweatpants fall off my hips to the snowy ground. I brace myself against the tree as I work my foot out of the boot and move the sweatpants, only to shove my foot back into the boot. I do the same on the other side until I’m just as naked as Nick is, everything except the boots.
And with that, I step out from behind the tree, coming face to face with jolly old Saint Nick. “Hey Santa Claus,” I purr, watching as his gaze flicks up to meet mine. “If you want me, you’re gonna have to catch me first.”
His jaw clenches, his eyes darkening by the second, and I watch as his cock quickly comes alive, going from being covered to fisted in the blink of an eye. And damn it, he makes me so wet.
There’s a wicked look in his eye that warns me I have no idea what I just got myself into, but he should know better by now. Anything he’s willing to put down, I’m more than happy to pick up.
Then in a flash, he storms after me, and a high-pitched squeal of laughter tears from the back of my throat. I spin on my heel and leap into the snow, my heavy boots taking me further into the woods.
Hearing Nick race after me makes my heart pound, but I don’t let up. If he wants me, he’s going to work for it. I hear his footsteps behind me, and just as I risk glancing back, my boot catches on a stray tree root, and I crash down in the snow, my knees hitting the cold ground as my face and tits slam against the snow, leaving my ass and cunt high in the air for Nick to claim anyway he sees fit.
“Mmmm, baby,” he growls, and fuck, I can only imagine how I look to him right now. I can’t resist looking back over my shoulder, finding him standing right behind me, his chest heaving just like mine is as he grips that massive cock, slowly pumping his fist up and down.