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It’s not happening though. No way. What she needs to do is calm down, get herself together, and stop drooling over a man she knows nothing about.
Scarlett checks her door is locked, then strips and gets into the shower, turning the water cooler than she’d usually prefer. She needs to stop whatever is going on with her body, before she goes back downstairs and cooks Nick breakfast. And then spends the rest of the day alone in a snug cottage with the sexy man.
She moans as her pussy clenches at the thought of spending more time with him. This doesn’t happen to her. Ever. Of course she gets turned on from time to time, but this is so much more than just being turned on. She can’t ever remember being this worked up during sex, never mind when she was alone.
But this is the first time she’s had a ridiculously attractive man trapped with her. A seriously sexy, half naked Santa. She’s only human after all.
Her fingers slide over her pussy, delving inside when the pressure becomes nearly unbearable.
She has no idea why the sexy Santa part is turning her on so much. It’s all in her head. He’s just a guy wearing red and white. He’s not Santa.
Her hand braces against the shower wall. When did she slide two fingers inside? She doesn’t do this either.
Scarlett closes her eyes, but that’s the worst thing she could have done. Nick pops into her head, his solid body pressing against her back, as his arms wrap around her.
His fingers take over from hers, pushing deep into her aching pussy. She drops her head back against his chest as his thumb grazes against her clit, sending a shock through her body. His strong hand wraps around her jaw, holding her head to the side as he kisses down her neck, his fingers still driving her closer to the edge.
He shoves his knee between her legs, opening her up to him. Scarlett’s legs buckle from under her, but Nick is right there, supporting her weight. He groans against her skin, his teeth and tongue nipping, licking, and sucking her neck.
‘Are you ready to come for me, Scarlett?’ His voice is low and commanding in her ear. She nods, not in any control of what her body is doing. His thumb swipes across her clit over and over again, his fingers plunging deep into her with each stroke. ‘Now be a good girl and come for me.’
She bucks against him, the air rushing from her lungs as the orgasm rolls through her. His grip on her jaw tightens, then he turns her face towards his, kissing her, taking whatever oxygen was left in her body.
She moans against his lips, riding out the surge of pleasure taking over her body. ‘You are so fucking sexy.’ He slowly pulls his fingers out of her pussy, taking each one into his mouth as she watches. His tongue laps up her juices, his eyes never leaving hers as he sucks his fingers. ‘Open your mouth.’
Scarlett has no idea what’s going on right now, but it’s the most intense fantasy she’s ever had. And she doesn't want it to end. She opens her mouth, allowing Nick to slide his tongue in. Scarlett sucks his tongue, tasting herself and, for some reason, suddenly she can’t get enough of her taste on his tongue.
He growls deep in his chest as she sucks his tongue like her life depends on it. Nick slides his tongue out of her mouth and, still gripping her jaw, runs his other hand slowly down her body. ‘I thought you were nice,’ he mutters in her ear, sending a shiver through her.
Then his hand is around the front of her neck, gripping her firmly. ‘Who knew you'd be on my naughty list instead?’
She swallows, the pressure of his hand not helping the situation. Why did the way he said naughty sound so damn naughty? His voice is dangerous, all low and full of promise.
He nips her earlobe, pulling on it before he releases it from between his teeth. ‘You have no idea of the fun I could have with you.’
Before she can respond to that delicious promise, his hands leave her body. She opens her eyes, bracing herself against the shower as the room spins for a few seconds. Once the disorientation disappears, she turns around slowly, checking the room. She’s alone.
Scarlett shuts off the water and stands in the shower, just trying to catch her breath.
What the hell was that?
He made her come. That was real. Her pussy is still throbbing.
She opens the shower, examining the floor for wet footprints, but there’s nothing.
Of course there’s nothing. He wasn’t in the shower with her. That’s impossible.
After grabbing a towel from the radiator, she wanders into her bedroom, checking the door. It’s still locked.
Okay, so she’s going mad. There’s no other explanation. Show her one good looking guy and she dreams up this massive sexual fantasy. The poor guy crashed, and now she’s perving over him.
Scarlett flops back on her bed, reaching up to rub her jaw. It felt so real. His hand was around her jaw.
And it felt absolutely amazing.
Her previous sex life wasn’t necessarily bad. It wasn’t necessarily earth shattering either. And that’s being kind. She wants more. Wants to be taken by surprise, to not know what’s about to happen. She wants what her head created in the shower and so much more.
After what just happened in the shower, she knows without a doubt Nick could give her what she wants. What she craves.
