Page 21 of A Very Grumpy New Year

“It’s freezing. Let’s go inside,” I tell him, and he nods.

He takes my hand in his as we make our way back towards the door.

“You’re my girl,” he says as we stop outside the front door.

“Yeah.”

“And we’re going out. We’re not just roommates now.”

“Uh-huh.”

“And I’m moving back into the master bedroom. I don’t want to spend another night without you next to me.”

“Okay,” I say, leaning up and kissing his cheek. “Now, let’s go inside and hang out with our friends. Then in a few hours, if you’re lucky, I’ll let you be my midnight kiss.”

“Damn right, I’m going to be your kiss,” he grumbles as we head inside, and I smile as we rejoin the party.

“So?” Ginger asks, pulling me aside, and I see Kip giving Huxley a questioning look.

“Meet my boyfriend,” I tell the party, and everyone cheers.

Huxley tucks me into his side, and I grin up at him.

“It’s about time!” Ryder says, and I laugh.

Our friends all congratulate us, and Huxley keeps me close to his side for the rest of the night. He’s so attentive, always watching me and getting me something before I can even try to get it myself or ask for it. He seems more relaxed and at peace, too. It’s like now that I know how crazy obsessed with me he is, he can relax and just be himself.

Midnight comes so fast, and as we all countdown and watch the ball drop, I smile up at Huxley.

“Happy New Year,” I tell him and he smirks down at me.

“Happy New Year. I’m going to make sure that it’s your best year yet,” he promises me as he leans down and kisses me as the ball drops on the TV.

I close my eyes and smile as I kiss my man back.

EIGHT

Huxley

Cora kissesme as soon as we’re through the door, and I grin as I kiss her back. She might be a little tipsy from the champagne, and it’s making her giggly and horny. Not that I’m complaining.

“Need you,” she moans, and I nod.

“How do you want it?” I ask as she sits on the arm of the couch to pull her boots off.

She tips backward, laughing as she bounces on the cushions, and I grin as I move to help her take her boots off.

“Here,” she says, wrapping her legs around my waist.

“I’d love to, but we both have about ten layers that we need to lose first,” I tell her.

She nods and rolls off the couch to her feet. I watch as she starts to take off her coat, wiggling out of the sleeves. She raises an eyebrow at me and nods to my own coat, and I start to strip too.

Cora shivers as she takes off her clothes and I move to the fireplace, building up a fire quickly and then standing to take off the rest of my clothes. She makes her way over to me as I kick off my boxers and grins as she trails a finger down my chest, all of the way to my hard cock. As I watch, she licks her lips, her hazel eyes lighting with excitement as she drops to her knees in front of me.

My cock jerks as she comes to eye level with it. Her hand wraps around my length, and she leans forward and licks the tip. It’s obvious that she hasn’t done this before, but her inexperience is a turn on for me. Hell, everything that Cora does is a turn on. She could be doing her taxes, and I would probably be rock hard.

Her full lips wrap around my dick, and I have to grit my teeth to stop from coming immediately. Her tongue swirls around my tip, and I tilt my head back and try to think about all of my deployments instead of focusing on my girl’s perfect fuckin’ mouth.

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