A Picture Perfect Christmas (A Picture Perfect Romance Book 1) by J. P. Uvalle

Author:J. P. Uvalle [Uvalle, J. P.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Beautifully Twisted Publishing
Published: 2019-12-05T16:00:00+00:00

Darren

“Oh.” She frowned and hung her head in between her shoulders. I lifted her face by her chin, reconnecting her saddened gaze with mine. She needed to see the sincerity in my eyes “No, I don’t think you’re pretty. Actually, I think you’re fucking beautiful, Melody: inside and out. I’m sorry it has taken me this so long to say it. I’ve been a fool.”

Her plump lips opened with a grasp, and I couldn’t stop myself from staring at them, wondering how they would feel pressed against mine. Then she leaned forward, and our lips were inches apart as if she had read my mind. “Melody.” My voice was husky and low. My jugular vein pulsating out of control. Could we do this and still be okay tomorrow? I didn’t want to even think about tomorrow.

Melody wrapped her arms around my neck. “Darren.” The want tattered in her voice made every hair on my scalp stand to attention and every skin cell tingle. What was happening between us?

“Best friends don’t kiss each other.”

“We do.” Her lips connected to mine with a perfect seal, and her hands threaded through my hair, clutching the strands tightly. My brain short-circuited, and I froze, unsure of how to respond. Then her tongue caressed mine and forced a moan from my throat, my resolve broken. I grabbed her by her thighs, pulling her closer to me and ground my hard cock against her panties. Her desire was seeping through the fabric. “Fuck, Melody, you’re so wet.”

“Oh, Darren, you have no idea.” She covered my hand with hers and shoved my hand inside her panties. “Touch me.”

This escalated quickly. Was it the liquor or the punch to the face impairing her judgment? “Are you sure?” I had to be dreaming. She wasn’t into me like that, was she?

“Yes.” She shoved two of my fingers inside her with no hesitation. My good girl was more naughty than I thought. “Have you been fantasizing about me?”

“Fuck, yes.”

“Damn.” My head was spinning. Where the fuck had I been not to have noticed my baby girl needed me in that way? Darren, you dumb fuck! I growled, shoving those two fingers to the hilt, coaxing a whimper from her pouty, swollen lips. She answered back by grinding her pussy against my hand. How long had she felt this way about me? “Tell me what you fantasize about?”

The devilish smirk on her face told me I was in for a night I’d never forget.

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