Page 12 of A Magical Christmas


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His tongue pressed against my lips hungrily.

I opened my mouth with fiery need, thrusting my own tongue towards him, wanting to taste him.Ah. Oh God!I couldn’t stop the moan that rose in my throat when I finally tasted his mouth. The sweetness and raw strength that flowed through his kiss filled me with a desire I’d never known.

He groaned and his hand slid down, grabbing my ass and hauling me against his body.

I grabbed his head and ran my fingers through his long hair, tugging the hair tie out so I could feel his otherworldly white locks between my fingers.

When he lifted his head and pulled away, we were both breathing hard.

My cheeks were flushed, and heat coiled inside of me, deep in my belly and between my aching thighs. Parts of me were throbbing for him, in ways I couldn’t even begin to describe.

“What are we doing?” he whispered between breaths.

I swallowed hard. “Um... I think the answer’s obvious.” My knees turned to liquid, and I bit my lip with yearning. I could clearly see the hard ridge outline of his cock as it thrust forward toward me.

He stared at the ground and lifted a muscled arm, running his hand through his hair, seemingly caught by indecision. “Jaydy, I want you, I want you so much... but we just met. I—”

I took a step toward him, not even sure where the words came from. “I don’t care if this is all a dream or an unconscious wonderland, but I can’t let this Christmas Day be the day my parents broke my heart for the final time.Please.Don’t stop kissing me,” I pleaded.

Part of me was still so sure I was dreaming. None of this made any sense. How did it feel so right to be with Nicky? He was almost impossibly hot. Surely too hot to be real?Who ever heard of a young, hot Santa, anyway?I was most probably lying at the bottom of my stairs, concussed out of my mind.

Pansy will find me later and would heal me.But for now, I needed to believe that the possibility of love, and pleasure, was still out there in the world for me; that the chance of my very own fairy tale still existed...

Nicky surged back toward me, gripping my cheeks in his hands and kissing me passionately.

I didn’t hold back. I grabbed at his sweater, pushing it up so I could touch his skin and feel that incredible body beneath my hands. I’d seen him in the shower, every delicious inch of his beautiful nakedness. But feeling him like this was a fantasy brought to life.

This time when he broke our kiss and lifted his head, he didn’t move away either. “Come to bed with me?”

I nodded, because there was no way I was rejecting Santa on Christmas Day. Not even my subconscious self would be that silly.

Nicky took my hand and pulled me out of the library and back down the hall.

I had to almost jog to keep up with his long stride but a laugh filled my chest as happiness surged through me. I really had to thank Mary for giving me that card at the wedding once I came to. What a magnificent dream this is turning out to be! And I had her to thank for the crazy idea.

When we got back to Nicky’s bedroom, he shut the door and locked it. Then he turned back around.

I was ready for him. I undid the zipper under my arm and slid my new festive dress off, pushing it to the floor. I was left standing in just a pair of black knickers, having gone bra-less to accommodate the style of my dress. I wanted to feel him, all of him against me. His heat, his skin, his desire. All of it.

The man before me stopped and stared, his blue eyes burning with unhidden desire.

When Nicky reached over his shoulder and pulled his sweater off, butterflies took flight in my belly. This was it. The moment I’d been waiting for since I first saw him.Please, please, please, I begged myself.Don’t wake up yet!








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