Page 20 of A Christmas Auction

Lust filled the air between us. It took everything in me not to groan and kneel before her and take her mouth in a searing kiss. I would be willing to bet she tasted like ripened fruit. Succulent and dripping with sweetness.

I cleared my throat and downed another gulp of my whiskey, needing the burn to wash away my insanity. “Yeah, you set the scene perfectly,” I grated and stood, hiding my erection by turning away from her. “I’m going to order dinner and then take a shower.” A fucking cold one. “What do you want?”

“What are you getting?”

“Steak, potato, veg,” I grumbled.

“Make that dinner for two and add a slice of chocolate cake! I’ll unpack while you do your thing.”

Oh, I’ll be doing my thing all right, with my hand wrapped around my cock, imagining her bent over the back of that couch while Rudolph stares me down with every thrust.

Fucking hell, I did need to get laid.

After ordering the food, I rubbed my hand down my face and disappeared into my bedroom. I left the door open a crack, the same as the bathroom door, to ensure I could hear her in case she needed me.

I turned on the shower as I shucked off my clothes and stepped under the spray.

Visions of her wiggling out of her reindeer pajamas and presenting me with her juicy ass had me circling my cock with my hand.

“Fucking Rudolph,” I groaned as I stroked, tipping my head back and enjoying the moment.

Chapter 8

ChristmasCameEarly

HOLLY

Our food arrived seemingly at the speed of light. I let the hotel attendant bring the cart in and set the dining table for two, instructing him to leave the metal food warmers over the plates to keep the food hot. And since I wasn’t paying for anything, I gave the man a fat twenty-five percent tip.

I lifted one of the domes and allowed the scent of the steak to waft in the air. My mouth watered and my belly rumbled as I covered it once more. When I glanced at Bruno’s room, I noticed he’d left the door open. That probably meant he was open to me interrupting him to let him know the food was here, so that’s what I set about doing.

Humming “Frosty the Snowman”, I sauntered over to his door and knocked with my knuckle. I heard nothing in return, so I pushed it open. The room was empty save for the bathroom door that was cracked.

“I’ll just let him know the food is here and tell him I’m gonna wait until he’s done,” I said out load as I made my way to the door. It was also opened several inches.

When I got to the door, I realized too late the shower faced the opening. Standing there completely naked was Bruno, his hand around the base of his cock, his head tipped back on a groan.

“Holly,” he moaned and stroked up to the bulbous tip, swirling the head with his thumb.

Holy fuck! He’d just moaned my name while jacking off. I don’t know what in the world prompted me to push open the door and stare as though he was giving me the sexiest private show on earth, but that’s exactly what I did.

Bruno was beyond attractive fully clothed. Grumpy, broody, arrogant, but hot as Hades. He knew it. I knew it. Everyone who laid eyes on the man knew it.

Naked, however…utterperfection.

His body was a work of art. Beautifully toned arms, thick quads, washboard abs, and squared off pecs. He had a smattering of hair across his chest that made my fingers itch to run them through the tuffs and follow it down to the happy trail leading to the neatly manicured dark curls around his cock. And what a cock it was. Long, thick, maybe slightly above average in size, and hard as a rock. And all of him soaking wet.

“Sweet baby Jesus,” I gasped.

Bruno’s head turned and his eyes filled with desire as they widened in surprise.

For a full minute, we both stood there staring at one another, his hand on his cock, mine clutching at the door frame.

“The uh, um, ready, food, here,” I blundered.

The corner of his mouth tipped up slightly as he turned to face me, his manhood straining up toward his belly button in the most masculine display of his virility. He was sex incarnate, and I wanted a bite so badly.

I mewled at the sight of his stunning manhood, wanting all of that in my mouth, between my thighs, my breasts, whatever, wherever.

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