Mistletoe and Other Disasters by Alyne Hart

Author:Alyne Hart
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: holiday romance, christmas romance, alpha male romance, snowed in romance, stuck in a snowstorm, insta love, second chance romance, blizzard romance
Publisher: Alyne Hart
Published: 2018-10-28T00:00:00+00:00

GOD, SHE WAS BEAUTIFUL. The glittering strands of blond hair, pale blue eyes, and soft lips. She still had on that pink camisole from last night, and all I wanted to do was tear it away from her delicious looking body and bare her breasts so I could devour them with my mouth. Suck on her hard little nipples until she was begging for me and couldn’t take it anymore. Feast on the delectable, creamy flesh of her neck, nipping at it with my teeth.

I could see it, feel it happening. Her walls were shifting. Opening up just a teeny bit, and that was all I needed to be able to jump right in.

Sarah sucked in a little breath, trembling against the electric vibe hanging between us in the air. Her nipples beaded taut, pressing against the thin pink cotton, tempting me further.

“That kiss haunted me, Sarah. Not the one from last night, though I suppose that one will too. I was an asshole, plain and simple. I have no excuse for myself other than I was a dumb kid who thought his reputation was more important than something real.”

“Kiss me,” she whispered with a shaking breath, stepping closer so that the heat radiating off her body engulfed me. “I want you, Damien.”

Immediately my hands were in her hair, twisting it into my fist, and she was clawing at my back. I picked her up, wrapping her thighs around my waist as I carried her to the couch in front of the fire. My mouth crashed into hers, my tongue plunging deep, eliciting a tiny moan from the back of her throat. I wasn’t gentle, I couldn’t have been gentle at that moment had I tried. The kiss was hard, hot and hungry. I lay the full weight of my body against hers, trying to keep myself from going too far too fast, which seemed like an almost impossible feat.

One of my hands closed over her full breast, kneading and squeezing it in my palm. The other slid down the front of her pink flannel pants until my fingertips ran along the soft, wet seam of her pussy, shocked to find she wasn’t wearing panties, and she was already dripping wet and ready for me. “Fuuuuuuck,” I groaned. “You aren’t wearing panties.”

My words were met with a gasp of air as I slipped a finger inside of her. Sarah’s hips bucked and the hand that grasped her hair, gripped even tighter, pulling it even more. The low, throaty moan she let out sent a wave of electricity straight to my cock.

I needed her.

“You’re so fucking wet for me,” I rasped out. “That’s so hot. I want to taste you, Sarah. Now.”

Yeah, slow wasn’t happening.

“Okay,” she whispered.

I yanked the pajama pants down her thighs, pushing them apart so I could get better access. The sight that lay before me took my breath away, and made my mouth water, wanting a taste of that wet pink flesh between her legs so badly, I felt it like an ache in my bones.

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