Mason smiles and nods. “This is beautiful, Noelle. It looks like it’s straight off the cover of one of those magazines and mailings I’ve thrown away every week since summer. Only less staged and more… real.” He turns to me and I can read the desire in his eyes as he looks me over. I’m rooted to the spot. His hand reaches out for me and I drift into his arms with no hesitation.
His arms wrap around my waist as my hands travel over his firm chest, hidden from my view underneath his bright green sweater. I can feel every ridge of muscle and sinew. He jumps at my light touch and a husky chuckle escapes him and causes my stomach to tighten even further. “Noelle, I’m here… at your request, but I’m not expecting anything. I’m content to just be here with you.”
My eyes widen and my head falls back so I can look into his eyes. A slight furrow creases my brow as I frown. “You don’t want… to… I mean… you’re not interested in… sex?”
His eyes widen and he smiles broadly before shaking his head. “Oh, I do and I am very interested in sex. With you. But, it’s not necessary. I just meant that we don’t have to jump into the physical. I’m more than willing to wait if you want to.”
Huh? He thinks I want to wait… Hello, like I’d ask you to come home with me just to snuggle.
How very wrong you are in that assumption, Mr. Christmas.
While still watching him, I trail my hands back down his chest and abs. His breath hisses between his teeth as he swiftly inhales. Reaching the hem of his sweater, I slowly grip it and start to lift it and the t-shirt he’s wearing underneath. My hands slip beneath the fabrics and press against his bare skin. He jerks and I giggle while standing on my tiptoes to better reach him.
As my hands travel over his body, beneath his clothes, I lean up and breathe against his lips. “I don’t want to wait, Mason.”
His nostrils flare and his hands move from my hips to my cup my ass and pull me into him. As I press against him, hip to hip, chest to chest, I can feel the ridge of his erection. He growls. “Oh, thank God,” and his mouth takes mine.
As he kisses me breathless, he kneads my cheeks through my jeans. My palms flatten against his nipples from being trapped between us. They are tight little beads of desire.
His tongue is sliding against mine sensuously as his hands squeeze my ass and he rubs his manhood against me. He’s holding me hostage in his arms and I can’t move. I can’t explore the body I so desperately want to.
I’m moaning into his mouth as want consumes me. My head is spinning with every slide of his tongue against mine. His mouth is mimicking his hips and I’m a willing prisoner to his divine assault.
His hands leave my hips and tease my lower back as they slip underneath my blouse. Goosebumps break out along my skin at the light, teasing flicks of his fingers.
I moan again, “Oh, Mason…”
His mouth leaves mine and his lips trail down my chin and then my neck. He stops at my collarbone to nibble along it before pressing a kiss to the pulse raging in the hollow of my throat.
My hands manage to slip from beneath his sweater and wrap themselves in the material, thus yanking it up. Mason lifts his head and watches me as I slip the sweater and shirt up his chest and over his head. He helps me remove it and drops it behind him. It lands on the arm of the couch.
My eyes drink in the beautiful perfection of his chest. I lick my lips in anticipation and he groans. “Noelle, if you don’t stop looking at me like you are about to jump me, I’m going to cum in my pants like a teenager.”
I laugh lightly and press a quick kiss to his chest. Without lifting my lips from his skin, I breathe deeply against him and say, “Oh, I certainly don’t want you to do that.”
My lashes lift and I look up at him with a sexy smile. He growls. “Where the hell is your bedroom? We need to get in there, behind a closed door, immediately. Or else Becky and Brad may walk into this house and see much more than they bargained for.”
My eyes widen at the untamed tone of his voice. I point. “Down there…” Grabbing his hands, I walk past him, brushing against his naked chest. “Follow me…”
His fingers link with mine and together, we walk down the short hall and enter my bedroom.
I walk in first and he follows before quickly kicking the door shut and yanking me into his body. I gasp but before I can catch my breath, he’s pressing me back against the door and lifting me by my hips. He wraps my legs around his waist and presses his erection against me.
My eyes flutter as he grinds against me. Leaning down, he kisses me until I feel faint. He leans back and smiles at me sexily. “Noelle, last chance… tell me we’re not doing this or else I’m about to worship you until you scream my name.”
My hands tighten on the nape of his neck and I rub against him. “Oh, we are so doing this. Take me, Mason.”
Leaning back, he stares at me. “God, I love you, Noelle.”
I smile back, “I love you, too. Now, how about we lose these clothes?”
He grins and sets me on my feet. “Yes, ma’am.” I’m unsteady and he smirks as he reaches for my blouse so he can remove it. I raise my arms to help him. He drops it to the floor and leans back so he can look at me.
His gaze feels like a caress and I shiver in response. “Mason, I need you.”
Reaching out, he closes his hands over my jeans and unsnaps the button before slowly unzipping them. Bending down, he kneels in front of me and slowly guides them down my legs. As he reaches my ankles, he pulls off my boots before removing my pants and my socks, one foot at a time. Still kneeling, his hands glide over my legs to my waist. I’m in nothing but my panties and bra and I feel so exposed. But the look on his face empowers me. He’s looking at me as if he’s never seen a more beautiful woman. His voice is hoarse as he affirms my thought. “Noelle, you’re so beautiful. I’m going to have to make a real effort not to lose my head.”
Reaching down, I cup his face. As my palm curves around his cheek, he turns to press a kiss to the center of it. He looks back at me and I can see the love and desire in his eyes. I smile. “Maybe I want you to lose your head. Ever think about that?”
He raises his brow as I gently tap his chin to tell him to stand up. He does and allows me to treat him to the same delicious torture as I undress him.
When we’re both in our underwear, he leads me to my bed before slowly pulling back the covers and lying me back before he takes the spot beside me.
Leaning in, he kisses me softly. His lips brush over mine before my desire gets the best of me and I grip his hair and open my mouth to trace his lips with my tongue.
That lights the fire within him and he rolls, pinning me beneath him as we kiss feverishly. Our hands roam each other’s bodies as my knees wrap around his hips to anchor him against me in an attempt to alleviate the burning ache between my thighs.
Reaching into the waistband of his boxers, I squeeze his firm ass cheeks. He moans into my mouth while his hands slip the straps of my bra down my shoulders. They catch at my elbows. Sliding my hands over his back and onto his shoulders, I gently push him back. He looks at me and his eyes are blazing. “I’ll remove this…” My hands reach for my bra as my toes push at his boxers. “You handle that.” He smiles as he reaches between us to grip the waistband and remove them. As he leans down to pull them off, I quickly reach behind me to unhook my bra and discard my panties.
They’re coming off anyway and we’ve had quite enough foreplay.
I need him… Now.
Mason’s eyes worship my body in the dim light and mine do the same to him.
Reaching between us, he traces my hips before trailing his fingers up my stomach and circling my nipple. I moan and grab his hand. “Mason, I am not saying I’m not interested in foreplay; but, I’m so hot for you, if you don’t take me in the next five seconds, I’m swear I’m going to mount you like a bronco and handle business myself.”
Mason’s eyes widen and he laughs before rolling onto his back. As he does, he gestures to his groin. He
crosses his hands behind his head and bites his lip as he says, “Longer than the required eight seconds?”
Sliding my knee on either side of his hip, I lean over him and start to sink onto his length. “Oh, yes…” I freeze and groan. “Wait! I don’t have a condom, Mason. I’m on the pill and I never have sex, much less unprotected sex. I mean it’s been a long time. I’m clean, but I don’t have anything here…”
His eyes widen and he mutters, “Shit! I don’t either. That is not something I normally have on me…” He blushes and my pulse flares. “I don’t sleep around and I’m also clean… We can stop though.”
Thinking about it quickly, I shake my head and lean my palms on his chest as I sink down onto him. My eyes cross and I moan as he fills me. “Ohhhhhhh, Mason…”
He moans, “Noelle… are you… sure?”
In answer, I move my hips. “Oh, yes. I’m sure.”
His hands grip my hips and he matches me thrust for thrust. Within minutes I’m on the verge of losing control. My muscles tighten around him and my back arches as I moan, “Ohhhhhhh. I’m there… I can’t hold it anymore… Ohhhhh. Mason. Mason! Gah, I love you.”
Mason joins me in the crest. His fingers dig into my hips as he yells. “I love you, too, Noelle… Ohhhhhhh. Best. Christmas. Ever.”
Playlist
What About Us-P!nk
That’s Christmas To Me-Pentatonix
We Run This Town-Luke Bryan
What Ifs-Kane Brown with Lauren Alaina
Starboy-The Weeknd/ Daft Punk
We Went-Randy Houser
O Children-Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds
If I Told You-Darius Rucker
Switzerland-The Last Bison
Halo-Noosa
Undefeated-Daughtry
Holiday-Chris Young
Don’t Wake Me Up-Chris Brown
Want To Want Me-Jason Derulo
Better In Time-Leona Lewis
Louisiana Christmas Day-Aaron Neville
Acknowledgements:
Short and Sweet, like my Christmas List!
The important people
Thank you to my best friend and the person with the biggest heart I know, Amanda Lanclos, for including me in this collaboration.
Thanks to the amazeballs ladies who also jumped at the chance to give back this holiday season by joining in this anthology: Chelsea Cameron, Lacey Blank, and Laramie Briscoe.
Thank you to Ena Burnette and Amanda Wooden with Enticing Journey for handling the Cover Reveal and Release Blitz for us!
Thank you to the readers who are buying and reading my books allowing me to stay on this journey.
Thank you to my Beta Readers: Kristin, Lindsey, Louise, and Summer
And finally, but most importantly… Thank you to MY greatest gifts: my husband James, for ALWAYS supporting me, our diva darling, and our lil man (though he keeps reminding me he’s not a baby, so I suppose he should be my big man now). You three are why I get up every morning and where some of the awesome and hilarious in my books comes from!
About the Author
Skye Turner Skye Turner as Sloane Nicole
Skye Turner is an avid reader and an editor turned International Bestselling Author of Sexy Adult Romance. Bayou Stix Series (Rocker Romance), James Black Series (Romantic Suspense), Unwanted Desire (Contemporary Romance), With Gratitude and Love (Military Romance), His Only Salvation (Dark Romance. Love Triangle), Rookie Love (Baseball Romance), Behind My Charade (Military Romance), A Lil Bit Country, A Lil Bit Rock & Roll Series (Music Romance), Dear Diary Short Stories (Erotic Romance), Gemstone Burlesque (Erotic Romance), A Joe of my Own (Military Romance), Nutt Cracker (Romantic Comedy. MPOV), Hart of the Storm (Music Romance), Love Bites (Romantic Comedy, co-written with Amanda Lanclos) and Pothos Chronicles (Erotic Romance).
She has recently expanded her writing capabilities and is writing Paranormal Adult Romance as Sloane Nicole. Her PNR Series is called L’Amour Bayou with the first book being Antoinette’s Fall.
She attended Southeastern Louisiana University and Louisiana State University where she majored in Mass Communications, centering her studies in Journalism. Unfortunately, life intervened and she never finished her studies.
She lives in small town Louisiana with her husband, two children, and nine fur babies.
When she’s not chained to her laptop pounding out sexy stories she can usually be found playing ‘Supermom’, reading, gardening (playing in the dirt), listening to music and dancing like a fool, cooking, baking, crafting, or spending time with those most important to her.
She loves to incorporate pieces of her home state of Louisiana into her writing.
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You can find her here as Sloane Nicole:
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