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“I really don’t think that’s a good—” She stops short when I capture her around the waist, pulling her against my chest.
“Remember what I said about checking off every item on your list? You wouldn’t want to regret skipping one, now would you?” I taunt, unable to resist.
Presley hesitantly shakes her head.
“You deserve a magical kiss under the mistletoe, and I’m the one who’s going to give it to you.”
She’s stiff as a board when I lean in to kiss along the edge of her jaw. Her breathing picks up when she turns to face me, and I take the opportunity to seal my mouth over hers in a possessive kiss. My tongue dances along the seam of her lips, coaxing her to let me in, and I groan with satisfaction when she opens her mouth to welcome me inside. Her invitation sends a coursing need flowing through my veins. Without a second thought, I lift her into my arms and she instinctively wraps her legs around my waist, her fingers gripping the nape of my neck. I take two steps forward so her back is pressed against the doorframe.
“Fuck, you’re perfect, my little vixen,” I say against her lips.
I didn’t know kissing Presley would feel like this—passionate, intense, insatiable. Had I known, I never would have waited this long to have a taste.
She nips my bottom lip, moaning as she delves her tongue inside my mouth. She tastes like nirvana, and I can’t get enough. My cock rubs against her core, and despite the clothing between us, I can feel the warmth of her pussy.
“Who left the door—”
Damn it, not again.
I jerk my head back to find Johanna standing in the hallway, a broad smile lighting up her face.
“Mom,” Presley squeals with embarrassment.
She shoves at my chest, causing my grip to slip. She falls from my arms, thankfully landing on her feet, but a loud “umph” passes her lips when she hits the ground.
“Are you all right?” I ask.
“I’m fine,” she clips, acting like we’re high school kids getting caught making out for the first time. Based on Johanna’s reaction, she doesn’t mind what she walked in on one bit.
“Oh dear. I didn’t mean to interrupt. I’m just going to go finish dinner. Close the front door when you’re done.” She heads down the hall without a second glance.
Presley’s cheeks turn bright red as she buries her face in her hands. “Oh my god, I can’t believe that just happened.”
She doesn’t give me a chance to respond, shoving past me to follow Johanna into the kitchen. I’m left standing alone under the mistletoe, wondering how far she would have let me go if her mom hadn’t interrupted.
“I know you’re awake.”
I lean against the doorframe of Presley’s childhood bedroom, watching her curled-up form move under the blankets. She shoots up in bed, leaning over to turn on the lamp. The soft glow reveals her staring daggers in my direction.
“I am now,” she grumbles. “I don’t know who wouldn’t be considering how loudly you stomped up the stairs.”
Presley ignored me for the rest of the evening after Johanna caught us on the porch. After dinner, she announced that she wasn’t feeling well and went to bed early. Her mom invited me to play a game of charades, but I declined, instead excusing myself to Mike’s office. I hoped that pouring myself into work would help take my mind off that searing hot kiss.
It didn’t.
My raging erection is physical proof that Presley’s all I can think about.
I waited until her brothers left for the night and her parents went to bed before coming up to her room. I had planned to sleep on the floor to avoid any more temptation, but now that she’s here in front of me, my plans have changed. She’s had enough space.
“Are you done avoiding me?”
“I’m not avoiding you.” Her voice takes on a challenging tone.
“Oh, really? So, what do you call practically jumping out of my arms when your mom caught us making out or running away after that moment we had at the Christmas market?”
“You’re one to talk,” she fires back. “You literally shoved me away when my family showed up at the ice-skating rink the other day.”
“I was scared,” I admit.
