Page 58 of A Billionaire's Holiday Love

I nodded. “It was nice meeting you both.”

They resembled each other in the slightest way. Rather, it was their noses or eyes.

“Look what we hung yesterday.” She showed them the antler chandelier I hung with her guidance.

We had a few more rooms to renovate upstairs before we were done. The goal was to rest the last two weeks before Christmas.

The second she ended the call. I sat her phone on the coffee table and scooped her up into my arms.

Her fingers caressed my neck, and her socked feet massaged my ass.

“You’re all I want, Hope.”

“I’ve fallen for you, Noah. So hard.”

My lips attacked hers. “Fuck, I missed kissing these lips every hour of the day,” I murmured.

“Noah, we hadn’t been apart that long.”

“I don’t know how you felt. But being away from you for any length of time squeezes the air from my lungs.”

Her lips plunged into mine again. “No more holding out, Noah.”

My nose nuzzled hers as our lips locked. The valves in the large muscle in my chest worked overtime, pumping blood to my beating heart. I’d never felt this strongly about a woman in my life.

I separated our lips only to whip her god-awful Christmas sweater over her head, tossing it to the floor. Hope’s fingers twisted my Henley shirt in her grip as her tongue tangled with mine.

Her head fell back, and I traced my tongue along the front of her neck. Pressing her back against the log wall, Hope clawed at my shoulders, yanking my shirt.

“Take it off,” she demanded. Her breath caressed my neck before she bit me.

“Shit, Hope.”

I placed her on her feet, shedding her bra, jeans, and socks.

Her full breasts were on display. Before I could devour them, Hope tugged the Henley over my head, exposing my heaving chest. She licked her lips as she threw the shirt across the room. Hope gripped my muscled arms and slicked her tongue over my pecs.

“This isn’t just some fuck session where I please you...” My eyes combed her half naked body and I offered a cocky smirk. “...and make you come several times, then send you on your way.”

Staring at my chest, her lower lip disappeared into her mouth. Did she hear what I said?

Figured I’d get her attention. I fisted her bun and held her seductive hooded eyes. Fuck, she was horny.

“When was the last time you fucked?”

“This past summer.” She laughed. “I’m into one-night stands.”

I wasn’t sure if the liquor had kicked in and she was feeling that liquid courage, but I didn’t give a fuck. Tugging her hair tighter, bent her neck more. Towering over her, I enjoyed the view of her smug, cinnamon features. She was the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen in my life. I thrived on her snarky attitude. Made my cock harder.

My stern gaze met her sex filled eyes.

“Maybe you thought we’d have a one-night stand?”

“Maybe,” she bit out.

“Hope, I don’t give a fuck how many men you fucked in the past who barely satisfied you. This is it. I know what I want. And that’s you.”

Her face softened.

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