Page 35 of Three Days of Holiday

Will placed a hand on my hip. “Give me a minute, babe. I’m enjoying the moment.”

I considered arguing, but the small dimple on his cheek appeared, letting me know he was giving me crap, and then he made his first thrust.

Oh shit. I squeezed my eyes tightly and tilted my head back, trying to hold on to my dignity. Just like a man didn’t want to be a two-pump chump, I couldn’t have an orgasm from Will’s cock entering me. He already had a big ego.

The tips of my fingers bit into Will’s arms, the muscle I’d admired earlier, and his shoulders as I tried to find anywhere to control the pressure. His dick continued its pace, in and out, in and out. Every time he moved, he hit the special area inside me that normally took me ten minutes to find on my own.

I bit my lips and then my cheek. My toes curled. I pushed up on my hips, but nothing helped. The intense feelings continued to expand until my entire body was tight with anticipation. My already fiery core grew into an inferno.

As if he sensed how close I already was, Will balanced himself on the couch and used both his hands to lift my ass higher in the air so his entire dick trailed across my g-spot. I screamed, no longer able to hold it in, and let my nails draw blood as I held on for dear life while the orgasm robbed my body of breath and stamina.

Will lowered me back to the couch, his eyes on me like he couldn’t bear to look away. He pulled himself from me and we both watched as he jerked his cock two more times before his cum spilled against my lower stomach.

Definitely a dirty guy.

“We forgot the condom,” he said, using two fingers to rub the milky white substance into my skin.

I tried to sit up, but he hovered over me, making it impossible. “Shit. I’m sorry. I swear I’ve never not used one before.”

My heart rate increased with a few billion worries.

“I haven’t either. Next time we’ll use one.”

Will lowered himself, his still-hard cock resting between our bodies and making my insides squirm. I wanted more even with the condom thing. Once he kissed me hard, definitely bruising my lips, I forgot the problem completely.

He said next time.

My phone vibrated again and Will sighed but leaned over and grabbed my pants, letting me fish the device from them. “It’s only a text.”

Will tucked his body next to mine, putting his back against the couch and wrapping me in his arms so I didn’t fall. My breasts were tucked up against him, and his cock nestled between us, but everything felt perfect. Maybe we really could overcome our issues. Things were looking up.

Until I read the text.

Hale: Where are you?

Double shit.

12

WILL

The ultimate competition loomed a mere three hours away, but rather than being a nervous wreck, I found myself oddly at peace. It might have had something to do with having Holly’s taste still on my lips.

Across the conference room, she struggled with one of her fake Christmas trees, trying to get it set up just right on the top of her table. When she had it in the perfect place, they untwisted the roll of fabric she so hastily picked up the day before and rolled it back out, twisting it around the tree.

There was a hustle and clatter of continuous noise in the conference room, and I took notice as the doors opened when Diane and my cousin walked in, each holding a coffee from Dunkin’ Donuts. The clock above the door said it was four minutes after nine.

They were late.

Super late.

“Nice of them to think of us,” Jack said, standing beside me with his arms crossed.

He was definitely suffering from final jitters, but he had a point. The two of us had been here at 5 a.m., the minute the door unlocked, but we hadn’t heard a peep from the other two. I supposed I could’ve called and tried to figure out where they were, but it wasn’t a top priority.

Diane walked right up to me, taking a sip of her coffee before she spoke. “Where were you yesterday?” Her question held a thick layer of accusation.

I stole a glance at Holly. She was ferociously shaking a can of fake snow and spraying her tree. Depending how many cans she brought with her, we were in for a nice high if she filled the room with aerosol. That stuff never did well in enclosed spaces. The final competitors learned that lesson the hard way three years ago.

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