Mistletoe Kisses (Warming Up To Love Book 3)

by Shaw Hart

  She nods, her eyes hooded as she stares up at me.

  “Say it,” I demand and she gives me what I want without hesitation.

  “I’m yours,” she says, her voice husky as her back arches and she rubs her breasts against my chest.

  I give her a rough kiss, my lips claiming hers in a bruising manner. She moans against my lips and the sound goes straight to my cock. I pull my lips away from hers, licking a path down her neck. I nip her collarbone, causing her to gasp before I move lower.

  My hands grasp her plump tits and I hold them up for my mouth. Noel arches into me, begging me to take the stiff peaks into my mouth. I happily oblige her, sucking one rosy nipple into my mouth and teasing the taut bud. I give the other one the same attention, switching back and forth between them until Noel is half crazed, her head thrown back on the pillow, and a rosy flush covering her body.

  “Please, Mason! I need more,” She yells and I nip the soft skin of her breast before I move lower.

  I shove her thighs open as wide as they will go and settle between them. She’s soaked, her pussy lips pink and glistening in the low light.

  “Who does this belong to?” I ask, dragging my thumb between her lips.

  “It’s yours, Mason. It’s all yours,” she pants and I grin as I lean forward and part her pussy with my tongue.

  I don’t tease her. Instead I dive in, rubbing my face through her juices until they’re coating my cheeks and chin. I suck on her clit, drawing the sensitive bundle of nerves into my mouth and rolling my tongue over it until Noel is shaking.

  I shove my tongue into her snug channel, fucking her with my tongue as her thighs close tight around my ears. Her hands tunnel into my hair, holding me to her as if I would ever try to leave.

  I wrap my hands around her thighs, pulling her closer to my mouth as I feel her start to spasm and come against my face.

  “Mason!” She shouts, her voice hoarse as her pussy pulses against my tongue.

  I’m up her body, shoving my cock into her slick cunt and starting to rut before her orgasm can even subside.

  “Say it,” I demand as I wrap one hand around her throat and force her to meet my eyes. “Give me what I want.”

  “I’m yours, I’m yours, I’m yours,” she chants, her eyes dark with lust.

  I lose track of how many times I order her to tell me who she belongs to and how many times she comes before I finally find my own release. I sink in as far as I can go, making sure my balls are pressed up tight to her ass, when I finally let go.

  “Noel,” I breathe out, her name the only word left in my brain.

  I pull out reluctantly, shifting to my side and pulling Noel into my arms. She rests her head on my chest and throws a leg over my waist as her breathing evens out and she falls asleep.

  I lay awake for a long time after that, wondering why she seemed so distant today and how I can convince her that there’s nowhere else for her to be but in my arms. How can I prove that no one will make her happier or love her more?

  By the time the sun starts to rise, I still don’t have an answer. The only thing that I know is that if I lose Noel, I will lose my mind.

  And my heart.

  TEN

  Noel

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  THE NEXT MORNING starts out the same as the day before. I could get used to waking up with Mason’s head between my legs. He takes me in the shower before he washes and dries me off. He makes us each a bagel while I get dressed and I let him bundle me up just like he did yesterday morning even though I know that I’ll be taking it all off in the car.

  It isn’t until we get to work that I start to remember what was bothering me so much yesterday. I think the whispers are louder today and it feels like everyone is turning to look our way.

  I try to hide my discomfort from Mason but I can tell that he knows that something is bothering me. It gets a little easier once we’re on our floor and there’s no one else around. I try to get lost in emails and work. Mason has back to back meetings all day and I sit in on them, taking notes.

  I notice some of the managers giving me side eyed looks when they leave the conference room and I have to excuse myself to the restroom. Things are so perfect between us when we’re alone but once we’re at work, I can’t get those looks out of my head. I wish I knew what Mason was thinking but it seems like it would come across as clingy if I asked him. I mean, it’s only been two days. He moved me in with him but was that just so it was easier to hook up? He only said he loves me that one time and it was probably just a heat of the moment thing.

  I splash some cold water on my face and take a deep breath before I walk out of the bathroom. When I come out, Mason is standing there with his coat on and mine through over his arm.

  “Let’s head home,” he says and I nod as he helps me into my coat.

  He holds my hand as we get into the elevator and opens the car door for me as usual. It’s five o’clock and I see the other employees openly staring at us as I slide into his car. He wouldn’t flaunt our relationship like this if he wasn’t serious about me. Would he?

  The ride home is silent as Mason texts something on his phone and I try to sort out my thoughts. I let Mason help me out of the car and lean on him as we ride the elevator up to our place.

  I don’t notice it at first. Too lost in thought, I suppose. When I realize that Mason isn’t following me, I turn to see what caught his attention.

  He’s right behind me, an intense look in his eyes and I glance around.

  “What’s wrong?” I ask.

  He points a finger up to the ceiling and I tilt my chin up, gasping when I see that mistletoes have been attached to every square inch of the ceiling.

  “Mason?” I ask, my eyes starting to fill with tears.

  I look back down to see Mason on one knee in front of me.

  “Noel, you’re mine. At first, I was thinking that you only kissed me and this only started because of the mistletoe, and if that’s the case, well then I never want you to stop. I love you, Noel. I’ve been so afraid to tell you how I feel and scare you off but then I saw you at work and realized that you needed me to confirm this thing between us.”

  He digs in his pocket, pulling out a large oval cut ring and slips it onto my finger.

  “You’re mine, Noel. And I’m yours. I have been since you first walked into my office. I knew then that this thing between us was real. I also knew that I was obsessed and I was worried that I would scare you off with how intense my feelings for you are but I can’t hide it anymore.”

  Tears slide down my cheeks as I watch him rise to his feet.

  “I can’t lose you, Noel. If you left, you would take more than just my heart with you. You would take my sanity. You’re my whole world. So, I’m not going to ask you. I can’t risk the chance of you saying no and me having to kidnap you. We’re getting married. We can live anywhere you want, have as many kids as you want, vacation and do whatever you want. All I want is to be by your side.”

  “I want that too,” I choke out as I wrap my arms around his neck and bury my face in his chest. “I love you, Mason. I love you so much and I need you too. I was just worried that you were going to have second thoughts and leave me and I would be left jobless, homeless, and heartbroken.”

  “I’ll never leave you. And you’re not leaving me either,” he says against the top of my head and I nod, holding him tighter.

  “Deal,” I say, tilting my head up and he smirks down at me.

  “Kiss me,” he orders and I gladly rise up on my tiptoes and press my mouth against his.

  “By the way,” he says, pulling away from my lips a fraction of an inch. “We’re getting married by the end of the month.”

  I laugh against his lips, smiling.

  “I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

  ELEVEN

  Mason

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  ONE YEAR LATER…

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  I LEFT WORK EARLY, anxious to get home to my wife. If I kn
ow her, she’s decorating without me, even though I explicitly told her not to this morning. She doesn’t need to be standing on chairs when she’s six months pregnant with our first child.

  We got married a week after I asked her, in a small courthouse ceremony. I flew her parents in and then took her to Paris for our honeymoon.

  I nod to Trevor when he opens the door for me and punch in my code, counting down the seconds until I can have my wife in my arms, her curvy body pressed up tight against mine.

  The doors open and I toss my coat and briefcase aside, heading in search of my girl. The living room is a mess, boxes and decorations scattered about but no sign of Noel. I head down the hall, poking my head into the nursery but finding it empty.

  Noel wanted the sex to be a surprise and I want to make my wife happy so we painted it a soft green with light grey furniture. A few blankets sit on top of the dresser and I make a note to put them away later.

  I head further down the hall, stopping outside our bedroom door when I see Noel inside. She’s standing on a stool, her tongue caught between her teeth as she reaches up to hang the mistletoe to the ceiling.

  I creep forward, wrapping my hands around her waist so that she doesn’t fall as I press a soft kiss to her growing baby bump.

  “I see you didn’t listen,” I say as I help Noel down from the stool.

  “Yeah, maybe I should be punished,” she says, looking up at me from beneath her lashes.

  We haven’t been having as intense love making sessions as usual. I’ve been worried about hurting her or the baby ever since her bump started to show. At first, Noel seemed to enjoy the softer lovemaking but lately, she’s been dropping hints that she wants something harder, something rougher.

  “How would you like to be punished?” I ask as I walk her back toward the bed.

  She surprises me by ducking under my arm when we reach the bed and pushing me down instead.

  “I want to suck your cock and then have you take me from behind. I want you to pull my hair and spank me while you ride me hard,” she purrs and my cock rises to the challenge.

  “Whatever you want,” I say as Noel undoes my buckle.

  I lift my hips, helping her pull my pants and boxers off. Noel kneels between my legs, her small hands wrapping around my shaft and pumping as a pearl of come forms on the tip. She leans forward, slurping up the drop and I groan as another one replaces it.

  Noel wraps her lips around me, stuffing as much of my dick into her mouth as she can and sucking. She gags slightly as she tries to deep throat me and I groan, tipping my head up and doing my best not to spill down her throat so soon.

  Her hands find my balls and she rolls them gently in her palms as she continues to choke and gag along my cock. I can feel my orgasm starting, the familiar tingles going off at the base of my spine and before I can blow, I reach down and drag Noel up.

  I’ve got her on her hands and knees, my hand fisted in her hair as I plow into her from behind in the next second.

  “Fuck,” I hiss as I sink balls deep into her soft cunt.

  “Harder!” She begs and just like always, I’m powerless to do anything but what my wife wants.

  I can feel her pussy starting to spasm around my length, her walls trying to massage the come from my balls and when she finally goes over the edge, she takes me with her. I help her lay down on her side, spooning behind her as my fingers go to her lower back, rubbing soothing circles there.

  “Hmm,” Noel hums. “Have I told you how much I love you?” She asks sleepily and I kiss her shoulder as I smile.

  “Not this hour.”

  “I love you,” she says instantly and I trail more kisses over her shoulder and up her neck.

  “I love you more,” I whisper in her ear.

  TWELVE

  Noel

  * * *

  FIVE YEARS LATER…

  * * *

  I JUST DROPPED the kids off at school and I should probably be going home. We’re headed to Chicago tonight to spend Christmas with my parents and I still have to pack for everyone but I can’t resist this chance. We’re going to be with parents and kids for the next week and that means no real chances to make love.

  Roger, my driver, drops me off outside Mason’s building and I thank him, letting him know that I’ll message him when I’m ready to be picked up.

  Security lets me through and I hurry over to the elevator. I have a feeling that security is already calling my husband and letting him know that I’m here. They’re going to ruin my surprise but I know that they’re just doing their job.

  The doors open on the top floor and I can’t stop the laugh when I see my husband standing there waiting for me.

  “Mr. Roth, you have a meeting in fifteen minutes,” Brent, his new assistant, reminds him before he looks up and sees me standing there. “Mrs. Roth, lovely to see you again,” he says with a warm smile and I return it.

  “You too, Brent. I hope he isn’t working you too hard,” I say as Mason drags me into the office, closing and locking the door behind us.

  The windows are frosted a second later and I’m being pushed up against the nearest wall a heartbeat after that. We’ve made love on every surface in the office over the last five years.

  “What are you doing here, Mrs. Roth?” Mason asks in my ear and I grin up at him mischievously.

  “We’re about to be trapped in a house with our kids and my parents for a week. I need my Mason fix,” I say as I start to pull at his clothes.

  “Oh, Noel. You know that I’m going to find every available opportunity to get you alone while we’re in Chicago. I already talked to your parents and they’re going to babysit so we can have a date night while we’re home. I already booked the hotel,” he says as his mouth traces kisses down my neck.

  “Oh, then I guess I can go home,” I tease, grinning when Mason’s fingers tighten on my hips.

  “Since you’re already here,” he says, trailing off as he pulls my sweater over my head and goes to work on my pants.

  “What about your meeting?” I ask, kicking off my shoes.

  “They can wait. The whole world can wait until after I’ve made my wife happy.”

  He lifts me into his arms, slowly lowering me down onto his length and we both moan as I clench around him.

  “Love you, Mason,” I breathe out as he starts to move me up and down his thick length.

  “Love you more, Noel,” Mason says before his lips land on mine and we get lost in each other.

  Just like always.

  AFTERWORD

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