Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 20725 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 104(@200wpm)___ 83(@250wpm)___ 69(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 20725 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 104(@200wpm)___ 83(@250wpm)___ 69(@300wpm)
My lips curved into a satisfied smile as I hung the cocktail dress on the back of the closet door and pulled out a pair of lacy black panties and a matching bra to wear underneath. Then I grabbed a pair of black, thigh-high stockings.
I had the house all to myself since Lincoln went over to see the Mistletoes for a couple of hours. He hadn’t wanted to leave, but I had convinced him that he couldn’t leave his friend hanging again. Although Jake had been the one to invite him to Winter Falls for the holiday, this was the first time Lincoln had gone to see him since the roads had been cleared after the blizzard passed.
There were plenty of things I could be working on while he was busy with Jake, but falling for Lincoln had opened my eyes to how much being mayor had taken over my life. The time we spent in our little snowed-in bubble had been incredible, and I didn’t want to lose the connection we had built. So barring an emergency, today and tomorrow were all about Lincoln and me ringing in the New Year together. And I was determined to start it off with a bang…literally.
While I took a long bath, I fantasized about the kiss we would share at midnight—and what it would lead to when we came home after the party. I was still hot and bothered after I had climbed out of the warm water, toweled off, and did my hair and make up. Just as I was slipping my dress over my lingerie, I heard the front door open.
“Honey, I’m home,” Lincoln called with a chuckle.
I loved that he already considered my house and town his home even though it had only been a week since he’d shown up on my doorstep in the middle of the storm. “I’ll be out in a second.”
“Sorry I was gone longer than I planned.” His deep voice grew closer before fading away again as he padded into the closet next to the bathroom. “But you don’t have to worry about being late to the party. I just need to change and then I’ll be ready to go.”
“That is so not fair,” I complained as I tugged the hem of my dress into place before swinging the bathroom door open. “I just spent two hours getting ready for tonight, and it’s only going to take you five minutes, tops.”
“You could’ve pulled your hair into a ponytail and tossed on a pair of sweats, and you’d still outshine every woman there to—”
He stopped speaking mid-word as he walked out of the closet and saw me standing in the doorway of the bathroom. Flashing him a grin, I murmured, “I think I did at least a little better than sweats and a ponytail.”
“You did a fuck of a lot better,” he rasped, stalking toward me.
I took several steps back, until I bumped against the counter and he caged me in. Pressing my hands against his chest, my heart raced as I stared up at him. And the panties I’d just pulled on were already drenched. “I thought you said I didn’t need to worry about being late.”
“That was before I saw you.” His gaze heated as he dragged a finger along my plunging neckline, stroking the swell of my breast. “You had to have known the reaction you’d get from me, with you looking so fucking hot.”
“I was hoping.” I bit my bottom lip. “But I might have miscalculated because I figured you’d be ready to tear my dress from my body by the time the night was over.”
He winked at me as his hands slipped down to tug the silky black material up my thighs. Fisting my dress at my hips, he ground his hard length against my core with a groan. “Don’t worry, baby. That’s guaranteed to happen later…but it’s not going to stop me from taking you now.”
He lowered his head to kiss me, making my toes curl. Any concern I had about being late disappeared when his lips crashed against mine, and I pressed my body closer against his muscular form. Keeping hold of my dress with one hand, he cupped my ass. With the other, he flicked open the button of his pants before yanking down the zipper.
Freeing his dick from its confines, he stroked the shaft a few times. Then he swirled his thumb over the tip, collecting a bead of pre-come and lifting his hand to drag his digit against my lips. Humming in pleasure, I licked the salty fluid from the pad of his thumb. “I’m going to come deep inside your pussy now. Then I want those perfect lips of yours wrapped around my cock before I take you again after the party.”
“Why wait?” I stroked my hand down his chest to place my palm on top of his to give his dick a gentle squeeze. “I wouldn’t mind getting more of a taste than you just gave me.”