Page 74 of Another Christmas from Hell

“More than enough.”

CHAPTER41

“You bastard!”

Ignoring his brother, Bryce threw the lock on Cayley’s door and headed back to her bedroom, eager to make love to the woman that was-

Waiting for him with a determined look in her eye that didn’t bode well for him, Bryce realized when he walked into her bedroom to find her sitting on her bed, watching him. When she saw him, Cayley shifted, cleared her throat, and then gestured regally for him to join her as she said, “I believe this would be a good time to finish that interrogation.”

“I suppose we could do that,” Bryce murmured, watching her for a moment before he headed to her bathroom, where he quickly stripped out of the rest of his wet clothes and wrapped a towel around himself before heading back into her bedroom to join her, admittedly curious about a few things.

When Cayley opened her mouth, no doubt to interrogate him, and God, she was really fucking adorable, Bryce asked, “Why aren’t you mad about Thomas House?” as he joined her on the bed.

“Why must you always take over my interrogations?” Cayley asked with a sad shake of her head as she reached over and grabbed something out of her nightstand as his gaze landed on the generous ass encased in a soft cotton towel.

“Why aren’t you upset?” Bryce countered, watching as Cayley sat up with an oversized envelope in her hands.

“Why would I be?” Cayley asked, sending him a curious look before shifting her attention back to the envelope in her hand and tore it open.

“Because I used you to make a deal to get Thomas House,” Bryce said, knowing that any other woman would be losing her shit and telling him to get the hell out of her apartment after finding out.

“Well,” Cayley said, sounding thoughtful as she pulled a box decorated with red and white stripes out of the envelope before tossing it aside and climbed onto his lap, careful not to dislodge her towel, “considering the fact that Sean traded me to your brothers for a bag of peanut butter cups so that they could slather me in jelly to collect ants for their science project when I was seven, being used to get your hands on Thomas House really isn’t that big of a deal.”

“They used you as ant bait?” Bryce asked, wondering how he’d missed that as he placed his hands on her thighs.

Nodding, Cayley said, “Twice,” as she opened the small box with a satisfied sigh. “I’m not going to lie, I did wonder why you were suddenly going out of your way to spend time with me, but I’m not going to lose sleep over it.”

“And why is that?” Bryce found himself asking as he watched her pull a small bottle out of the box.

“Because I know that you would never do anything to hurt me,” Cayley said as she settled back more comfortably on his thighs.

“No, I wouldn’t,” Bryce said, only to narrow his eyes dangerously on her when she added, “Because Sean would kill you if you tried.”

“He’s an annoying pain in the ass,” Bryce bit out as he watched her open the bottle just as the scent of candy cane reached him. “What is that?”

“Never said he wasn’t,” Cayley said with a satisfied sigh as she held up the bottle that had him biting back a groan. “My latest interrogation tactic.”

“I see,” Bryce murmured absently as he watched her set the bottle of personal lube on the bed before pulling her towel loose and dropping it on the floor next to the bed. “And what are you hoping to find out?”

“This and that,” Cayley said, shrugging it off as she reached for his towel while he sat there, unable to take his eyes off her.

“And you couldn’t just ask me?” Bryce asked, watching as her gaze landed on his hardening cock.

“You have a habit of taking over my interrogations,” Cayley pointed out with a heartfelt sigh as she reached for that bottle.

“You really didn’t leave me with much of a choice,” Bryce said, watching her open the bottle and squeeze a tiny amount on his chest as she-

“You taste good,” Cayley said on a soft moan, making him groan when she leaned over and licked the small drop off his chest.

“Yeah?” Bryce asked, taking the bottle from her and squeezed a few drops on his fingertip.

“Let’s start, shall we?” Cayley asked with a firm nod, only to end up frowning in confusion as she watched him reach over and rub the peppermint lube on her nipple.

She released a soft moan while Bryce slowly traced her hardening nipple with his fingertip. Dropping the bottle on the bed next to them, he leaned down and-

“God, that feels so good,” Cayley moaned, wrapping her arms around him as he got his first taste of candy cane in years.

He ran his tongue over her nipple and groaned before taking the large nipple between his lips. As he flicked his tongue over her nipple, Bryce took her other breast in his hand and gave it a gentle squeeze while Cayley shifted on his thighs, moaning his name as her fingers threaded through his hair. He took his time, licking and sucking her nipple before allowing it to slip free so that he could tease it with his teeth.

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