Page 13 of Silver Santa


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His lips twitched ever so slightly, lifting the corner of his mouth. I could barely concentrate. His eyes sparkled with mischief. He definitely knew what he was doing to me and to my body.

“I don’t know how I ended up here tonight, with you, but this moment…right now…is all I can think about. It feels...good, right, overwhelming.”

“Are you a mind reader, Ms. Young?”

I stared at him in confusion.

“Because I think you’re reading my mind.”

He gently held my chin with his thumb and forefinger, tilting my face upward to meet his mouth. Our lips touched for a second and a half before he pulled back, leaving me breathless and wanting more.

“Was that out of line?”

The intensity of his whisper sent a chill down my spine.

I cleared my throat. “No, definitely not.”

It wasn’t enough.

I had the biggest case of breathing blue balls of my life because I couldn’t get a breath out. I stepped back.

“Are you all right? You’re turning pale.”

“Yeah.” I heaved in air and lowered my hands on my knees. “I’m. Fine.”

“Are you having a panic attack?”

I wasn’t sure what it was, but it was definitely something.

“I’m claustrophobic but I don’t get panic attacks. Only eleven percent of Americans experience panic attacks, and I’m not in that group.” I straightened, and he gripped my wrist with his hand, pressing his thumb over my pulse and observing his watch.

“Your heart rate is up.”

“I’m fine.” I waved my hand and pushed my shoulders back. “I promise.”

He stepped closer and brought me back to his chest, lowering his lips to my ear. “If kissing you softly gives you a panic attack, what’s gonna happen when I kiss you like you’re truly mine?”

Oh, God!

This time, he crushed his mouth against mine, overwhelming my senses by the taste, smell, and feel of him. He wrapped his arms tightly around me, holding my body against his. An electric charge crackled between us, igniting a fire inside me. The warmth of his mouth was intoxicating. His tongue tentatively teased at the seam of my lips, expertly exploring my mouth and dominating with every sweep. His hand cradled the back of my neck, sending tingling sensations down my spine, while his other hand found the small of my back, pulling me impossibly closer. Our bodies pressed together, heat against heat, heartbeat against heartbeat, his erection against my belly. The world, for those few moments, condensed into the space between our lips.

I lifted my arms to wrap around his neck. His hands tangled in my hair, before sweeping down my body, cupping a breast.

If someone walked in on us...

I pulled away, my lips hot and swollen.

“A night with you would be very inappropriate, Mr. Silver. I’m still an employee.”

“You’re off the clock and alone for Christmas.” His lips skimmed mine. “Right?”

I nodded. Technically, I wasn’t his employee any longer. And truthfully, a little Christmas fling couldn’t hurt anyone.

“So, I must insist you spend Christmas with me and my family.”

He gripped me by the hips and brought me close to him again, as if we were a couple. “My parents would kill any of us if we spent Christmas apart. Wouldn’t yours?”

I laughed.

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