“I-I want you,” I stammer before leaning forward and wrapping my arms around his neck. “Even if it’s just for tonight. I want to be with you.”
Without hesitating, Lucas pulls my hair, causing me to gasp in surprise, and kisses me once again. This kiss feels different from all the others, as if he’s sharing a part of his soul with me and giving me a part of himself that no one has ever had access to. A part he has never shared with another. A gift I will cherish forever.
We break apart, both gasping for air, and I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling closer to him.
“If you aren’t careful, little girl, I may just take you right here on this countertop.”
I run my tongue along the curve of his neck, nipping at his Adam’s apple.
“This is a flat surface,” I whisper into his ear.
He groans as he quickly slides his arm under my leg, hoists me in the air, and bounds toward the front of the house. “It may be a flat surface, but it doesn’t give me enough room to enjoy your body. I plan to devour you whole. There will be no part of your body my lips haven’t touched once I’m finished with you.”
“Promises, promises,” I respond.
Lucas takes the stairs three at a time, reaching the top quickly. It seems his long legs are good for something other than grabbing rebounds. He turns left at the top of the stairs, stalks into the bedroom, and drops me on the bed before climbing on with me. He quickly reaches into his pocket, grabs his wallet, and pulls out a condom.
“So sure I would fall into bed with you only moments after meeting you, Mr. Barnes?” I scramble to get off the bed. I knew that this was a bad idea from the start, but I let his sweet words cloud my mind.
I don’t get very far before Lucas shoves me back down onto the bed, supporting his weight on his arms. “I never planned for anything, Mistletoe. But I hoped like hell you would see me as something other than what it says in the papers.”
“I don’t read the papers. I don’t know what kind of man you are, Lucas, and that terrifies me.”
Lucas gives me a feather-light kiss before spreading my legs wide enough for him to lie between them. “I promise that I will never hurt you. I promise I have never felt this way for anyone. You, only you, Mistletoe.”
I look for any inkling that he is feeding me a line or just trying to get into my pants, but I come up with nothing.
“What did I tell you about promises?” he says as he lowers his body on top of mine, pressing me deep into the mattress.
“You’re a stickler for promises,” I say breathlessly.
“And I never make a promise I can’t keep, Misty.” Lucas rests his forehead gently against mine as he threads his fingers through my hair. “Can you see yourself with me?”
I close my eyes and savor the moment, knowing that my answer will change the rest of my life.
After taking a deep breath, I gently kiss him and smile. “That sounds good to me.”
He moans loudly before sliding down my body, taking one of my nipples into his mouth through my shirt. My back arches off the bed as he bites down gently, rolling it between his teeth before letting it go with a pop before he continues down my body, nipping at my stomach. He slowly raises my tunic, exposing the soft flesh underneath, while using his other hand to tug my candy cane-striped leggings off in one fluid motion.
Lucas leans back on his heels, staring down at me with a primal desire. I lie still for a few moments and wait for him to say something, anything.
Noticing my discomfort, he climbs off the end of the bed. “I’ve never seen anything more beautiful than you in this very moment.”
“Yeah, an elf costume is really sexy,” I sniffle as I swipe a few tears off my cheek and lift onto my elbows.
“Who knew elves were my thing?” he chuckles as he grabs my ankles and pulls my body to the end of the bed.
I drop flat onto my back, and he swipes his tongue along my slit before latching onto my clit and sucking through the thin material of my panties. I writhe as he slides my panties to the slide and inserts one finger inside me, curling it perfectly to brush against my G-spot. Lucas continues to nibble and lap at my folds as he inserts another finger.
“I never imagined it would feel like this,” I mumble, biting down on my lip attempting to stifle another moan.
“Let me hear you, Misty. I want to know how good I make you feel.”
Giving into his request, I climb higher and higher toward my release. After what seems like a few minutes, my hips lift off the bed involuntary as I scream.
“Okay, I lied. That was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” Lucas growls, gently pulling his fingers out and shoving them in his mouth, licking them clean with a groan as he stands.
I watch as he quickly unbuckles his pants and shoves them down, along with his boxers.
“You have no idea the things I plan to do to you Mistletoe.” Lucas nudges my knees open wider as he climbs between them, lining his cock up with my entrance.
“I’ve never …” I trail off, not wanting to explain my lack of experience.
Lucas’s eyes widen in understanding, but he recovers quickly and kisses my forehead. “This is the last time I ever want to cause you pain.”
“I know,” I say with conviction.
In one fluid motion, Lucas thrusts forward, and I gasp in surprise.
“Relax, baby,” he whispers as he peppers my face with kisses.
After a few moments, the pain subsides as he rocks gently back and forth inside me.
“So good,” I whisper as I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him closer and forcing him deeper inside me.
Lucas grips my ass cheeks tightly before thrusting deeper, caressing me in places I never knew existed as he pumps in and out of me, faster and faster
“Yes! Yes!” I scream as he pounds harder and harder.
I grip onto his shoulder and lift my hips meeting his rhythm with my own. My nails dig into his skin, and I rake my fingers down his back.
“I’m close, baby. I won’t last much longer, but I promise to make it up to you later.”
I lock eyes with Lucas as I slide my hand between us and rub my clit slowly, climbing toward another release.
“Come for me, Misty. Come right fucking now!” he commands.
I immediately let out a shrill cry. His hips continue slapping against me before he follows behind me into oblivion, then he slows down his pace, pumping in and out of me to draw out my orgasm. Tiny aftershocks course through my body.
Lucas drops onto his elbows again, resting his forehead on mine and smiling at me. “Was it everything you were expecting?”
“And then some,” I respond, leaning forward and brushing a kiss on his forehead.
We continue to stare at each other before my stomach growls loudly, causing us both to giggle.
“I guess it’s time to feed my girl,” Lucas announces before sliding out of me with a groan and pulling on his boxers. “Good thing you stocked the place. I don’t plan on letting you out of my sight.”
I lie there, hoping to have a few moments to process everything that has happened, but Lucas has other plans. He quickly scoops me up into his arms and carries me into the adjoining bathroom.
Gently setting me on the floor, he reaches down and turns the faucet. “Why don’t you take a bath and relax for a few minutes?”