Page 77 of Another Christmas from Hell

“This,” Cayley whispered as she rolled her hips against his hand.

“What else?” Bryce asked, brushing his lips against hers as he continued rocking his hips, sliding his large, thick, and incredibly hard cock through her grip as he took his time fingering her.

“I thought about what it would be like to feel your mouth on me,” Cayley found herself admitting as Bryce brushed his lips against hers before he kissed her chin and slowly made his way back down her body, leaving her with no choice but to release her hold on him.

“Like this?” Bryce asked, kissing his way down her body as her eyes slid shut and another moan escaped her. She’d never been this comfortable with a man before, never loved the way that a man touched her, and with Bryce, she knew that she would never be able to get enough of him.

“Yes,” Cayley whispered as he kissed a trail down her stomach and-

Had her gasping when his lips pressed against her slit. The groan he released when his tongue traced her slit had her licking her lips as her fingers threaded through his hair. “Bryce,” she moaned as she spread her legs further apart.

For several minutes, Bryce took his time, tracing her slit with his tongue, alternating between flicking his tongue over her clit, coating it with the lube before sliding it inside her with a moan. With every slide of his tongue, Bryce sent pleasure through her body, the lube coating his tongue warming her as he reached over and took her hand in his, entwining their fingers together as he shifted his weight onto his elbow and pressed his thumb against her clit. With every slow thrust of his tongue inside her, Bryce moved his thumb over her clit, gently caressing it until she found herself gently rocking her hips.

“What else did you think about, Cayley?” Bryce asked, pulling his tongue free before pressing his lips against her slit.

Licking her lips, Cayley admitted, “What it would feel like with you inside of me.”

“And now that you know?” Bryce asked, turning his head and pressed a kiss against her thigh.

“I feel empty,” Cayley whimpered, giving his hand a gentle tug that had him pressing one last kiss against her thigh before he moved up her body. He took her mouth in a deep kiss as he shifted between her legs, only to make her breath catch in her throat as he slid inside her with a groan as he said, “You feel like home.”

CHAPTER43

You left me with no choice.

For several minutes, Cayley sat there, staring down at her phone, until finally, she realized that she couldn’t put it off any longer and slowly, ever so slowly, looked up to find the two large men that walked into her office ten minutes ago watching her and sighed.

Bradfords.

She really should have seen this one coming, Cayley thought as she took in the larger of the two incredibly handsome men as he devoured the plate of Christmas cookies she’d helped herself to from her aunt’s bakery before shifting her attention to the other one and noted the unholy gleam in his eyes that reminded her of Sean. This definitely wasn’t going to end well, Cayley realized as she moved to take a sip of her soda, only to have the man that wouldn’t stop glaring at her reach over and pluck her soda off her desk before she had a chance to grab it. Keeping his glare locked on her, he finished off her soda and-

“You know why we’re here,” Jason Bradford, the man who had been forced to rescue her after an unfortunate incident involving Sean, a glue gun, and her inability to outrun him when she was eight, said.

“To make my life a living hell because the little bastard has a big mouth?” Cayley said, blinking at the two men, who had taken it upon themselves to interrogate every woman that managed to catch the interest of one of their cousins over the years and-

This could work, Cayley thought as she sat there, taking in the two men that could make her life easier. After her failed interrogations, and she was still trying to figure out what went wrong, she’d been left with questions that she knew better than to ask Bryce or Sean at this point. She’d considered asking one of the other James brothers, but she had a feeling that wouldn’t end well.

That left Rory, but she already knew that Rory wouldn’t tell her anything if she thought that she was betraying one of her brothers. That left Connor, who would happily fuck over one of the James brothers simply because he could, but she wasn’t sure that he was the right person to ask about this.

She had questions about the stories that Sean used to regale her with about the Bradford family, their traditions, the Bradford curse, but mostly, she had questions about the man that meant the world to her. She loved Bryce.

More than anything.

Several times last night, she’d been tempted to tell him, but she was terrified to say the words. It was just happening so fast. A month ago, she’d convinced herself that Bryce was her least favorite James brother, but she’d been lying to herself and now…

Just the thought of losing him one day made her heart break.

She should just tell him that she loved him, Cayley thought as she ignored the men watching her every move. It would be so easy to say the words, especially since there was no doubt in her mind that he loved her. She knew it by the way that he looked at her, the way that he touched her and kissed her, and by the way that he made love to her.

He-

“Want to tell us what your intentions towards our cousin are?” Jason drawled as he watched her with that anticipatory gleam in his eye that she easily ignored as she decided that now would probably be a good time to take over this interrogation.

“You want to tell me why he won’t stop glaring at me?” Cayley asked as Trevor continued glaring at her.

“Tradition,” Jason said, gesturing for her to get on with it.

“I suppose we could discuss my intentions towards your cousin or you could tell me what I want to know,” Cayley said, blinking at him.

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