A Hunter Brothers Christmas

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by M. S. Parker


  “Please, Blake. I want you to take me out here, on this beautiful Christmas Day.”

  One stroke. Two. Three. Fuck. Her thumb swept over the tip.

  “Don’t you want to make this a Christmas tradition?” She worked her hand faster over my dick. “A quickie out here in the woods?”

  Shit. If she kept going like this, I was going to cream in my pants.

  Before I could stop her, her hand was gone, and my eyes flew open. “What the fuck, Brea?”

  She grinned as she turned around to face the massive pine tree behind her. With a coy wink thrown over her shoulder, she unsnapped her pants and pulled them down low enough that I could see the moisture on her pussy.

  “This is going to be fast,” I warned her.

  “It’s okay,” she said. “I’ve been wound so tight these last few days, I’ll probably come as soon as you’re inside.”

  “You do that,” I said as I pushed my own pants down far enough to free my throbbing cock. “And feel free to scream my name. Might as well set the standard for my brothers.”

  Her laugh turned into a cry of pleasure as I entered her with one smooth stroke. She didn’t come immediately, but it only took two more thrusts before she was moaning and shaking, her entire body shuddering with the force of her orgasm. I’d seen many beautiful things in my life, but none of them could compare to watching this woman climax.

  “Almost there.” I moved harder against her, the thin grip I’d had on my control completely slipping.

  “Yes, yes, yes, yes,” she chanted, reaffirming that she was enjoying this as much as I was.

  I’d forgotten how good we were together, how well we knew each other’s desires. She pushed back against me, forcing me deeper to the point where I knew she was getting some pain with her pleasure. And then she was coming again, this time with my name on her lips. My hips jerked, and that was it. Spots danced behind my eyes, and I dug my fingers into her hips as my world went white.

  When I came back to myself, I was wrapped around Brea, still half-hard inside her, both of us held up by the tree. We would need to save clean-up for back at the cabin and getting back quickly was a good idea. As much as I’d enjoyed this, I didn’t want to risk frostbite.

  I smiled as I realized that frostbite was now my top concern. Not Brea tiring of me, not of her thinking I wasn’t enough. We’d get married as planned and have our baby. My brothers and I would continue to mend fences, and next year, we’d all come to the cabin for Christmas. This time, Austin and Estrada would have to come too. It would be, after all, a family affair.

  Well, everything except the walk I planned to take Brea on after everyone opened their presents. That’d be just for the two of us.

  Also by M. S. Parker

  His Obsession

  His Control

  His Hunger

  His Secret

  Sex Coach

  Big O’s (Sex Coach 2)

  Pleasure Island (Sex Coach 3)

  Rescued by the Woodsman

  The Billionaire’s Muse

  Bound

  One Night Only

  Damage Control

  Take Me, Sir

  Make Me Yours

  The Billionaire’s Sub

  The Billionaire’s Mistress

  Con Man Box Set

  HERO Box Set

  A Legal Affair Box Set

  The Client

  Indecent Encounter

  Dom X Box Set

  Unlawful Attraction Box Set

  Chasing Perfection Box Set

  Blindfold Box Set

  Club Prive Box Set

  The Pleasure Series Box Set

  Exotic Desires Box Set

  Casual Encounter Box Set

  Sinful Desires Box Set

  Twisted Affair Box Set

  Serving HIM Box Set

  Pure Lust Box Set

  About the Author

  M. S. Parker is a USA Today Bestselling author and the author of over fifty spicy romance series and novels.

  Living part-time in Las Vegas, part-time on Maui, she enjoys sitting by the pool with her laptop writing her next spicy romance.

  Growing up all she wanted to be was a dancer, actor and author. So far only the latter has come true but M. S. Parker hasn’t retired her dancing shoes just yet. She is still waiting for the call to appear on Dancing With The Stars.

  When M. S. isn't writing, she can usually be found reading– oops, scratch that! She is always writing.

  For more information:

  www.msparker.com

  [email protected]

  Acknowledgments

  First, I would like to thank all of my readers. Without you, my books would not exist. I truly appreciate each and every one of you.

  A big THANK YOU goes out to all the Facebook fans, street team, beta readers, and advanced reviewers. You are a HUGE part of the success of all my series.

  Also thank you to my editor Lynette, my proofreader Nancy, and my wonderful cover designer, Sinisa. You make my ideas and writing look so good.

 

 

 


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