Mistress Christmas: Wild West Boys - Plot & Excerpts
He couldn’t believe she’d let him gag her. Hell, he couldn’t believe how hard he’d fucked her.So he was a little nervous about what he’d see in her eyes when he faced her. Fear? Regret? Embarrassment?Rather than dwell on it, Nick removed his semi-hard cock from that snug channel with a soft hiss. He wrapped his arms around Holly’s midsection and buried his nose in her hair. God she smelled heavenly. Like vanilla. Like sugar cookies. Like home.She sagged against him with a sigh.A sigh was good. “You hungry? I could order room service.”“It has to be like two in the morning. I’m sure the restaurant isn’t open.”“That’s probably true.”“Are you hungry?”“Always. But not hungry enough to leave you here alone while I track down food. Maybe I’ll venture to the vending machine later.” Nick kissed the top of her head. “For now, I’ll start the bath.” He retreated to the bathroom.After ditching the condom, he flipped on the faucets for the garden style tub.
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