Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 22971 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22971 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
“I’m sorry. I’m not trying to be rude, but I really just don’t remember you. Plus, I’m married.” Lucy holds up her hand to show off the giant wedding ring on her finger that is worth more than Mitch will ever make in his life.
“Is there a problem?” I wrap my arms around my wife, pulling her into me. Mitch’s eyes go wide as he stares up at me in surprise. Time hasn’t been good to him. I guess some people really do peak in high school. “I’m a jealous asshole when it comes to my wife,” I say and then let him see the rage in my eyes.
“I, oh...” He takes a few steps back, bumping into a server with a tray full of drinks. Then he trips over his own feet in the process and hits the floor. He’s there for a half a second before the tray of drinks falls on top of him.
Lucy covers her mouth, trying not to laugh, but her whole body shakes with silent laughter. It makes her tits bounce, drawing my attention there.
The server, a young man, looks panicked, like he might be in trouble. “Make sure he gets tossed out,” I tell him.
“On it, sir.” He visibly relaxes.
“Thanks,” I tell him before turning my attention right back to my wife. “I need a word.”
"Okay.” She gives me a sweet smile.
“Don’t play coy. You worked me up, and now you’re going to get me off.” I repeat the same words I said before I slid inside of her that very first time, taking her virginity.
Lucy licks her lips, and I see she’s breathing faster. She’s already getting turned on for me. “We shouldn't. It’s not right.” She glances around as my hand goes to her ass.
“You will.”
“Fine,” she huffs, puffing out her bottom lip. Her fingers come to one of the buttons on my shirt, playing with it. “Maybe I could help take the edge off for you.” She swipes her tongue across her bottom lip, and I know what she wants.
My Lucy wants me to drag her out of here and into the nearest empty room before shoving her to her knees and making her take my cock into her mouth.
I fucking need that too, because while I know she doesn’t want Mitch, I still can’t stand the idea of any man getting near her. I’m a possessive, jealous man when it comes to her, and now I want my scent on her. My cum marking her inside and out.
My wife understands it, and that’s why we are made for each other.
“Let's go, little girl.” I take her by the elbow.
Lucy fights a smile as she tries and fails to keep the pout on her face. She knows she is about to get what she wants, and that's the way it always should be.
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THE END!
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Stealing Christmas
BY ALEXA RILEY
Christmas Winter is lucky she loves this time of year, because her name didn't give her much of a choice. She's always bubbly and happy. So when she takes a job as an elf in the mall, she's excited to spread some cheer. But Christmas could never expect what happens when she catches the eye of a stranger.
Nicholas Light owns everything he sees, and when his eyes land on the new elf in his mall's Santa exhibit, he knows she's no different. There's something about her sweet innocence that he has to have, and he'll concoct a plan to make that happen.
Warning: Grab your jingle bells and swing them over your head... This holiday quickie is gonna light up your Noel. Okay, none of that made sense. But it sounded festive, right? This book is adorable, and you'll love it. Just don't get tinsel stuck in the wrong places. Trust us.
Chapter One
CHRISTMAS
“Oh, and I’ll take the Santa hat cookie with sprinkles, too,” I say, smiling at Nancy as she packs up the ridiculous amount of cookies I’m taking with me today. I couldn’t just pick one, and I know I’ll need them later when I start to feel a little down.
“Someone is going to have a sweet Christmas.” Nancy gives me a wink as she closes the lid on the cookies before handing me the box.
“How much do I owe you?”
“It’s on me. Merry Christmas.”
“Oh, I almost forgot!” Setting the cookie box down on the counter, I dig through my purse until I find the small present. I pull it out and hand it to her.
“You shouldn’t have!” she says as her eyes light up and she rips off the wrapping. She opens the small box to reveal a silver rolling pin. I’d gotten ornaments for everyone this year. Last year I got hot chocolate cups and filled them with sweets. I always try to do something, even if it’s small. It is my favorite holiday, after all.