Page 62 of The Mistletoe Switch

She wraps her legs around my waist. "God, yes. Fuck me hard."

Her words nearly send me over the edge, but I hold out, plunging deep into her softness as her eyes lock on mine and all I see is pleasure in them, endless pleasure.

This woman is made for pleasure.

I come faster than I want, but it's even better than I imagined. My vision goes white for a moment, but when it comes back, all I see is her. All I want to see and feel is her.

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

Cherry

Someone is licking my face. My cheek to be more accurate. There's a warm body pressed against mine and a rough tongue is now licking my closed eyelid.

"Please stop," I say. "I don't like this kink."

"Wha—"

The body behind me shifts, but the licking doesn't stop.

"No, no," Xavier says in a soothing voice. "We don't lick Mommy."

"Mommy?" I sit straight up in bed, my eyes flying open. Have I been in a coma for ten years and forgotten I have a family? Or have I traveled to a plane of existence where I have children?

Xavier holds the puppy in his arms, both of them staring at me.

"I don't have children, right?"

Xavier's smile is a thing of mockery and beauty. "Don't you think you'd remember them if you did?"

I scrub a hand over my wet cheek. "I've been watching too many weird sci-fi movies from the early two-thousands. Please tell me it was the puppy licking my face and not you."

"It was the puppy." His smile turns sly. "Just out of curiosity, what kinksareyou into?"

"I would throw my pillow at you, but you're holding a puppy."

His eyes dance with amusement even as he frowns. "That's an awfully violent reaction to a simple question."

I glare. "It wasn't a simple question. A person's sexual preferences and kinks is never a simple question or conversation, and you should know by now I don't answer questions before coffee."

Chuckling, he climbs out of bed, fully naked, and walks the three steps into the kitchen, yawning as he goes. I can't take my eyes off his beautiful, sculpted ass.

"How does a man who makes candy for a living have such an amazing body?"

He smirks at me over his shoulder. "Making candy is a high-impact workout."

"Uh-huh." I lay back down and let my eyes drift shut, listening to the sound of him moving around my kitchen and murmuring to the puppy.

When I feel the bed move with his weight, I sit up and take the offered coffee. One sip makes it clear he paid attention to how I like it.

"Shouldn't you take the puppy out to use the bathroom?"

He winces. "I did that at midnight and three AM and I cleaned up a mess at five this morning. The puppy should be okay for another hour at least, but I'm hoping you might take him to work with you?"

"Him?"

He nods. "Josephine shouldn't have a problem with him hanging out with you, and I can't risk puppy messes in my kitchen or my shop."

I sip my coffee, and my brain starts to come on line. Work. Josephine's expecting me in… I grab my phone and check the time… half an hour. "I don't mind taking the puppy as long as it's clear he's your puppy. I am not his mommy. I'm his daddy's fuck buddy." Even if I do have feelings for Xavier that might go beyond sexy pleasure friend.

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