Page 60 of Another Christmas from Hell

For a moment, Bryce stood there, watching her as he told himself that it would be so much easier if he’d treated her like a fuck buddy. He could spend the next two weeks living out every fantasy that he’d ever had about her while he did everything that he could to work her out of his system and out of his life and when the time came to an end this, he could walk away and never have to spend another sleepless night wondering what it would be like to hold her in his arms.

Instead, he would spend the rest of his life knowing that she should have been his.

Swallowing hard, Bryce said hoarsely, “We’re not fuck buddies,” knowing that would never be enough for him.

“Then, what are we?” Cayley asked, only to wince and shake her head as she muttered, “I can’t believe that I actually asked that,” as she released his hand and moved to climb off the kitchen island with a mumbled, “Forget that I asked that,” only to sigh when he moved closer.

“We’re figuring it out as we go, but there’s one thing that I know we’re not is fuck buddies,” Bryce said as he leaned down and brushed his lips against hers, praying like hell that this didn’t destroy him in the end.

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“What did you ask my brother?”the man that was making it very difficult to think asked as he brushed his lips against hers while he slid his hands over her thighs.

“Things,” Cayley whispered, loving the way that Bryce’s lips pulled up into a smile against hers as he murmured back, “Things?”

“Mmmhmm,” Cayley murmured as she ran her hands down his chest, knowing just how badly this would end for her if she allowed this line of questioning to proceed, so she did the only thing that she could think of to save her ass.

The groan that Bryce released when she found him through his pants had her breaking off the kiss so that she could sit back and watch him. She loved the way that his eyes, which were normally hard to read, turned hungry when she touched him, watching her as he struggled to stay in control even as they told her just how badly he needed her.

Keeping her eyes locked with his, Cayley slowly ran her hand over him through his jeans, noting just how good he felt against her hand before she reached for his fly. The stoic gaze that hid the real man from the rest of the world searched hers as she unsnapped his jeans and slowly slid his zipper down so that she could hook her fingers in the waistband of his jeans and boxers and pull them down just enough so that she could free him.

She watched as Bryce clenched his jaw tightly shut as he struggled to stay in control, only to end up parting his lips on a groan when she wrapped her hand around him. He really was a good man, Cayley thought as she slowly ran her hand over him, gently squeezing the thick base before running her hand up to the tip as she watched him struggle to stay in control.

He was always doing the right thing, always watching over everyone, and putting everyone else first, Cayley thought as she placed her other hand on his chest and gently pushed him back. When he stepped back, she climbed off the kitchen island, keeping her hold around him as she watched his eyes search hers as she slowly knelt down and-

“Fuck,”Bryce bit out on a groan as his head dropped back and he was forced to reach over and slap his hand on the kitchen island when his legs threatened to give out when she pressed her lips against the large, smooth tip.

She’d never enjoyed doing this before, but as she parted her lips so that she could take the tip between her lips, Cayley struggled to remember why. He felt so good in her mouth, she thought, unable to help but moan as she gently sucked on the tip, making sure to run her tongue around it as she watched Bryce.

As she moved her mouth over him, Cayley moaned when she saw Bryce lick his lips as he watched her. She took as much of him as she could before she was forced to pull back, letting his cock slide free as her tongue caressed the underside, making him groan as she reached for his pants only to have Bryce beat her to it. While she gently sucked on the tip, Bryce pushed his pants down, careful not to interfere with what she was doing as Cayley reached up and wrapped her hand around him to make it easier to pull him back into her mouth.

She could do this all day, Cayley thought, moaning as she slowly pulled back and allowed him to slip free from her mouth. Licking her lips, she stood up and was met with a hungry kiss as Bryce picked her up and placed her back on the kitchen island. As soon as she was settled, he reached for her shirt, only breaking off the kiss long enough to pull it off and toss it on the floor before he was back, taking her mouth in a hungry kiss that had her moaning as she reached down and started frantically trying to work her shorts and panties off.

Breaking off the kiss, Bryce stepped back as he gently brushed her hands away and took over. “Lift your hips,” he said softly, only to lean in and brush his lips against hers before he stepped back, pulling her clothes down her legs as he went. Once he had her naked, he was picking her up and-

“God, you feel so fucking good,” Bryce said as he carried her down the small hallway to his room as his mouth found her neck.

They needed to slow down, Cayley told herself, unable to help but moan as he laid her down on his bed and settled between her legs so that she could feel just how much he wanted her. She was definitely tempted to say the hell with it and find out just how good he felt inside her, but…

“I’m not sure if this has been mentioned or not, but I don’t normally do this kind of thing,” Cayley said, really hating herself at that moment because the last thing that she wanted to do was to slow down, but this was going too fast for her.

Two weeks ago, he couldn’t stop glaring at her and was determined to ignore her and now, they couldn’t seem to keep their hands off each other. It was happening too fast and she just needed a chance to wrap her mind around this. She’d never felt like this about anyone and the fact that it was Bryce James…

That terrified her.

She’d never rushed into sex, had never even been tempted, but with Bryce, all she wanted to do was lose herself in his arms. She’d waited two dates to hug Kevin, three to kiss him, and four months before she’d spent the night with him, and never once during the two years they’d dated had she ever felt likethis.

It was happening too fast, Cayley thought even as she ran her hands over him, unable to resist. She just needed a chance to think straight and figure this out, she thought, moaning when she felt Bryce’s lips press against her throat one last time before he was pulling back so that he could look down at her, his gaze softening as he watched her.

At his questioning look, she said, “I’m a good girl.”

“Is this your way of telling me that you’d like to take this slow?” Bryce asked even as he leaned down and brushed his lips against hers.

“Yes?” Cayley mumbled weakly as she closed her eyes, really hating herself at that moment and-

Wait.

Why was he pulling away from her, Cayley couldn’t help but wonder as she opened her eyes to watch as Bryce moved out of her arms with a heavy sigh and dropped down on the bed next to her, leaving her wondering why he was stopping because she definitely didn’t want to stop. She just wanted to slow down long enough to figure out what they were doing while they passed the time finding new and interesting ways to make each other-

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