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“I’m not sure how to respond to that, Blade,” she said.

“You don’t have to say anything,” he breathed. He lugged the tree out of the back of the truck and followed her to the front porch. “How long will you need to make dinner?” he asked.

“Give me about thirty minutes,” she said. He nodded and propped the tree up in the corner, against the house. She thought for sure that he was going to head into the house, but instead, Blade stopped in front of her, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her with no warning whatsoever.

“What was that for?” she asked when he let her up for air.

“That was us talking about how I feel about you,” he whispered. He had never been one for talking about feelings and all that stuff. When Wren was younger, after they lost their parents, he avoided those kinds of talks like the plague.

“Good to know,” she whispered as he brushed past her and disappeared into his house. From just one simple kiss, Trixie was sure that she was in trouble and the only way that she’d get out of it would be to surrender to Blade. Luckily for her, that was exactly what she wanted to do anyway.

* * *

They were just about done stringing lights on the tree when Blade cleared his throat, garnering her attention. She had been in a fog since that sultry kiss on his front porch, and she just couldn’t help but dream of him giving her another one. “You okay,” he asked, “or, did I scare you away by kissing you?”

“You didn’t scare me away at all,” she insisted. “In fact, I was just thinking about asking you for another kiss, but I didn’t want to seem too pushy.” They had eaten their dinner in near silence and when he announced that it was time to decorate the tree, she almost jumped out of her skin, since she had gotten used to the quiet.

“Honey,” he whispered, pulling her into his arms, “you don’t ever have to be afraid to ask me what you want.”

“Really?” she squeaked.

“Nope,” he said, “all you have to do is tell me what’s on your mind and I’ll try my best to make it happen.” Having the big biker offer to make all her dreams come true was almost too much to ask.

“I want you, Blade,” she admitted. “All of you.”

“Well, now, that’s something that I can give you, Trixie,” he growled. “But I need you to be sure that you’re up for this. You’re my sister’s best friend and I don’t want to hurt Wren.”

“I’d never want to hurt Wren,” Trixie agreed. “We can be adults about this and not let it affect our relationships with Wren,” she offered.

“I just need you to be sure, honey,” he repeated.

Trixie wrapped her arms around his neck. “I’m sure, Blade,” she insisted. “I want you. I have for a long time now.” He pulled her into his arms, dragging the string of lights with them as he made his way to the sofa.

“Blade,” she breathed between kisses, “the lights.”

“It’s okay,” he insisted. “I have plans for those.” He wrapped part of the strand of lights around her wrists, binding them together. “Is this okay?” he asked.

“Yes,” she breathed, “I like it.” She looked down her body as he stripped her bare and then meticulously rolled the string of lights over her skin, illuminating a path for himself.

“Why are you pouting?” he asked.

“Because I’m naked and you aren’t,” she said. She wanted to see him too.

“Oh, I can take care of that, baby,” he teased. Blade tugged his shirt up over his head and tossed it onto the pile of her clothing. He kissed a path down her body and when he settled between her legs, she nearly bucked them both off the sofa.

“Fuck, honey,” he breathed, “hold still,” Blade ordered.

“I can’t hold still when you’re looking at me like that, Blade,” she whispered.

“How about when I do this?” he asked, dipping his head to lick through her folds.

“No,” she whimpered, “I can’t stay still when you do that to me either.” He smiled up at her and Trixie knew that he was only getting started playing with her.

She closed her eyes, laid back, and enjoyed every sinful thing that Blade did to her, and when she came, she shamelessly rode his skilled mouth, shouting out his name.

Blade stood and started unwrapping the lights from her body. Trixie blinked up at him. “Why are you stopping?” she asked.

“Because I want in you, and I don’t want to break the fucking Christmas lights between the two of us.”

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