Page 100 of Dirty Little Christmas

"They're going to believe in Santa until they're thirty," I murmur.

"Good." He pulls the beard off, shoving it into the sack before he prowls across the room toward me. His gaze roams over me, dark and hungry. "My girls should always believe in Christmas magic."

"Yeah?" I lean up on my toes, wrapping my arms around his neck. "That's a pretty big statement from a man who hated the holiday a few years ago."

He boosts me into his arms, making me squeal with laughter.

"That was before." His lips descend on my throat, seeking out all those places he's learned so well.

"Before what?" I breathe, throwing my head back as my core temperature shoots upward.

"Before I fell in love with a star who turned my entire fucking life into magic. Every day feels like Christmas to me now, Laura."

"Kaiden." I tip my head forward, my expression soft. "That may be the sweetest thing you've ever said to me."

"You think so?" His lips turn up into a smirk.

"Yes."

"I can think of something sweeter."

"Oh, really? Let's hear it then."

"All I want for Christmas is you."

"I'm yours," I say without hesitation. "Forever and ever."

"I like the sound of that, but you didn't let me finish."

"Oh. Continue, then."

"All I want for Christmas is you sitting on my face."

"Kaiden!"

"I said I could think of something sweeter." He flips the lock on the door before carrying me toward the bed. "You're the sweetest little treat I know, baby."

"We still have to put the presents out."

"No. You have to let me eat. Then, I'll put the presents out."

"I don't have to help?"

"Help?" He grins, his scar pulling taut as he lays me out on the bed beneath him. "Baby, you aren't going to be able towalk."

"Oh," I whisper. "Then Merry Christmas to me."

Dear Santa

A Steamy Christmas Romance

Nichole Rose

Copyright © 2022 by Nichole Rose

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