Page 5 of Yule Love Me

“So hot,” I groan. He works his dick like he’s so close that he can barely resist falling over the edge.

I push two more fingers inside and work them frantically, matching each one of his strokes until we’re moaning and grinding against our hands perfectly in sync.

I feel my pussy flutter and then close tight on my fingers, my thighs locking up and then quivering as I fall apart.

“That’s my good girl,” he whispers hoarsely, groaning as his cock jerks and then he follows me into ecstasy.

I fall back to the bed and my eyes open, hazy and satisfied. A beeping penetrates my lusty thoughts and I sit up slowly, my whole body aching with the release of what feels like years of hunger.

The beeping is louder and my forehead crinkles. “What the hell?”

Before I can do anything else, my door crashes open and I scream, yanking the covers over myself.

A wild-eyed Jeremy is standing in the doorway, his wet body dripping on my floor as he growls. “Let’s go, Petra!”

“Wha-?”

I don’t even get to finish the word and he’s throwing me over his broad, warm, wet, very naked shoulder and striding out of the room.

I kick at him and howl, “Jeremy! What the hell is going on? Stop it! Put me down! What are you doing in my house? Dammit! Answer me!”

But he doesn’t. He storms out of the house and right into my front yard. Well, my parents’ front yard. And then he stomps over to his house.

I push my head up and my hand slips on his ass. I close my eyes and gulp.

Damn! Even his ass is perfect. Round and rippling with muscle. Like a fucking Greek god.

I hiss as he drags me down the front of his muscular body. His gray eyes spark with lust as he tugs my sheet askew.

I open my mouth to say something, anything. But unfortunately a wailing siren rips the peace of the night and my mouth falls open as the fire truck pulls up in front of my house.

That’s when I look back and see the thick smoke pouring out of the house. Panic races through me and I lunge forward, trying to reach the yard. “Oh my god! What’s going on?”

Jeremy grabs me and tugs my body into his and I hiss again when I feel the heat of his body against my backside along with a soft caress of cold air that lets me know I might be showing something.

“Dammit, keep your ass over here, Pet! They’ll tell us when it’s safe.”

The chief raises a brow and stares at us as he crosses the yard. “Maybe y’all should get some clothes on! Half the neighborhood is seeing you guys!”

I squeak and Jeremy growls under his breath, grasping me under my armpits and dragging me into his house. He stomps into the back of his house muttering, “Do not move, Pet. Not one inch or I’ll spank that delicious ass of yours!”

Then my shocked gaze follows his wet ass as he stomps away. I’m not sure how long I stand there. It could have been minutes or hours. But he hands me a t-shirt and sweatpants that I’ve never seen him wear. The man is always dressed like he’s on the cover of GQ.

But he’s currently standing in front of me, wild wet hair and a t-shirt that fits his broad, muscular chest like a second skin. My eyes slide down and he’s wearing matching sweat pants and his feet are bare.

I’ve never liked men’s feet. But for some reason, Jeremy’s are kinda sexy and I’m wondering if I’m having some kind of stroke.

Surely, I’ve completely lost my mind. Why the hell am I getting hot over some guy’s toes?

CHAPTER 4

Jeremy

Sapphire eyes glare at me but there’s so much heat in them that it feels like my clothes are gonna burn right off my body.

“You alright, Pet?”

She glares at me and then stomps off to the first-floor bathroom. She doesn’t say one word but I know that sooner or later she’s gonna have something to say.

---