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“What could you possibly be scared of?” she asks, looking genuinely confused.
“You.”
“Me?”
I slowly walk toward her, chuckling when she scoots up in the bed, her back hitting the headboard. There’s no escape now—she’s got nowhere else to go.
“You make me feel things I’ve never experienced before.” I keep my voice low and steady. “If you haven’t noticed, I’m insanely attracted to you, and now that I’ve felt your mouth on mine, I’m consumed with thoughts of kissing you again.”
“This can’t happen.” She gestures between us. “You’re my boss, and we both know if we take things any further, it’ll only end in disaster.”
A soft gasp escapes her mouth when I draw back the covers and join her in the bed.
“At the very least, you owe me another kiss, don’t you think?”
“Too bad for you, there isn’t any mis—” She stops short when I hold up the mistletoe I was concealing behind my back.
“You were saying?” She freezes as I brush a piece of hair from her face, tucking it behind her ear. “You’re so damn beautiful, it’s messing with my head,” I utter quietly. “Tell me you’re not attracted to me, and I’ll stop. Say the word, Presley, and I’ll walk away.”
When she doesn’t speak, I lean in to pepper several kisses along her collarbone. A soft moan passes her lips as I lick along her neck. I gently grab her jaw, rubbing my nose along her cheek, pausing when I get close to her mouth, silently encouraging her to reciprocate my advances.
When she sinks her slender fingers into my hair, it sparks a fuse inside me. I wrap my arm around her waist, tugging her into my lap to straddle me, and I plunge my tongue past her lips, ravishing her mouth with abandon. I don’t stop until she’s a blazing inferno of blissful agony, pleading for more.
I slip my hand inside her sleep shorts, teasing at her entrance.
“Fuck, baby. You’re soaked for me.”
She lifts her hips up as I shove two fingers inside her cunt, the crude sound of her arousal filling the room. It’s sexy as hell as she shamelessly grinds against the palm of my hand.
“Oh god… Don’t stop, Jack.”
“You’ve got such a greedy little pussy, Presley.”
She gasps when I plunge a third finger inside, increasing my pace.
“I need to come,” she mewls.
“I’m not convinced.” I keep my tone serious. “You want to come? You’ll have to beg for it.”
“Wh-what?” she stutters.
“You heard me, little vixen. Beg me like a good girl, and I’ll let you come… eventually.”
“You’re so infuriating,” she groans as I lightly tease her clit with my thumb.
“You like it,” I taunt.
“Please let me come… Please, Jack,” she chants as she plasters her body to mine, deliriously desperate to find a release that’s just out of reach.
“I think you deserve a reward for begging so well, don’t you?”
“Oh, yes, please.”
I grab the bottom of her tank top, pulling it over her head and revealing her full breasts.
“What are you—”
“Damn, these tits are perfect,” I interject.
