Zaiden: A Scrooged Christmas by Mayra Statham

Author:Mayra Statham [Statham, Mayra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: MAYRA STATHAM
Published: 2017-12-03T16:00:00+00:00

Michele

I am finally kissing him!

Straddling him, his hands tangled sinfully in my hair, I moaned as my own hands gripped his broad shoulders. Passion unlike anything I had ever felt in my twenty-nine years of living ignited like gasoline to a fire.

Next thing I knew, he moved us. Swiftly and smoothly. I found myself on my back, his body hovering over mine. Just like he had been in countless fantasies.

Looking up at him, my breathing hard, my hair fanned across the lush pillows, I smiled. This was real. Not a fantasy. I couldn’t stop myself. I needed more.

The heat of his body was like a blanket covering mine. I hooked one leg over his hip, pushing his body even closer against mine. Cupping his face, I leaned upward to meet his mouth, then we both got lost in the desire and passion burning between us in a kiss.

“Don’t stop,” I begged him the second his lips left mine.

“No fucking way I could stop, ‘Chele.” His mouth felt like sin, and I never wanted to be right.

His mouth started to pepper kisses down my chin as he made his way to my neck, slowly moving down to my collarbone. His deep voice vibrated against my skin. I was nothing but a puddle of desire below him.

His mouth and hands roamed and explored and ultimately conquered as he breached the top of my pants.

Zaiden

He was going to lose his shit. He needed to think about something that would keep him from ripping her goddamn clothes right off her body. His dick throbbed against his jeans, and he hadn’t even touched her yet. Not under her clothes at least.

“Zaid.” She gasped his name like a fucking plea, causing his self-control to break.

He pulled away and looked at her.

He needed to see his hands as he undid her pants.

He needed to see his hands pull them down her hips, letting them rest around her knees.

He needed to wipe that fucking nightmare from his memory and replace it with the reality of his touch on her body.

He needed to memorize every curve and angle and edge of her body with his hands and mouth.

“Fuck,” he cursed, his eyes pinned to her creamy flesh and pretty, baby pink cotton panties.

He had taken pictures of women in fancy lingerie, shit that cost more than a fucking used car, made of the rarest, most beautiful scraps of fabric, but looking at her in those soft cotton pink panties, he had never laid eyes on anything as fucking exquisite as her.

She squirmed under his gaze and tried to cover herself, but he gently grabbed her wrists.

“Don’t.” His voice was rough. He hadn’t meant for it to sound that way, but he needed to keep watching her.

“Z, I wasn’t planning on this happening. If I had, I would have worn—” His eyes met her blushing and nervous face when she didn’t need to be.

“You’re fucking beautiful,” he rasped. Her disbelief was clear in her eyes. God, how could she not

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