Page 88 of Bragg's Christmas


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I frown. There’s more to the story, but I don’t know if I can hear it all without losing my mind. Hold on. I’m being unfair. She lived it. I can listen to her story.

I tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. “Why?”

She lays her hands flat against my chest. I grasp one of them and hold it to my heart. This is the only way I know how to give her strength.

“There was this guy.”

I swallow my growl. I can do this.

“He didn’t kiss me or…” She coughs. “He was always in a hurry. He said he couldn’t wait to get inside me. He’d flip my skirt up, bend me over the couch, and …”

I can fill in the dots. “He didn’t make it good for you?” I ask before she can say anymore.

She wrinkles her nose. “No.”

I kiss her forehead. “Okay, Angel. No doggy style.”

She clears her throat. “What if I want to try?”

“Angel, I will give you anything you want but not tonight, okay?” Not when she just told me yet another story that makes me want to whip all the men in Winter Falls until they fall to their bloody knees and apologize to her.

Her hand trails down my chest until she reaches my pants. “But you didn’t finish.”

“Ignore it. It’ll go down by itself.”

She presses a hand against my erection and I see stars. This woman can bring me to my knees.

“I can help.” She glimpses up at me from beneath her lashes and I’m a goner.

“Help how?” I grunt.

“This way.” She unbuckles my pants and lowers my zipper. Her hand dives into my underwear. At the feel of her soft skin against my hardness, I nearly blow.

I’ve dreamed of her hand on me. I’ve jerked off while pretending it was her hand on me. It feels better than I could have ever expected.

“Is this okay?” she asks as she begins to pump up and down.

I lift my hips and push my pants down to my knees. Once I have more room to maneuver, I place my hand over hers and show her how I enjoy being touched.

“Squeeze harder and twist your wrist.”

“What about this?” Her free hand cups my balls and my hips nearly fly off the bed as my eyes roll backward in my head.

“Good,” I croak.

She massages my balls with one hand while I help her other hand to jack me off. It’s not long before I feel the telltale tingle in my lower back.

“I’m going to come.”

She scoots down until my cock is aimed at her breasts. “Come all over me.”

“Fuck,” I moan as I come in her hand and over her chest. The vision of my come on her skin prolongs my climax until I collapse back against the bed.

“You’re going to kill me, Angel.”

Chapter 29

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