“Are you sure?”
“If I wasn’t sure, I wouldn’t have asked. I want you to come inside, Nolan. I want you to spend the night in my bed,” Lyra announced, and my heart nearly catapulted itself out of my chest. It was beating so hard.
“I could never say no to you,” I teased as I cut the engine.
“Good. I don’t want you to.”
“Do you promise to be a good girl?”
A playful smirk crossed her lips, and she bit the bottom one again, my dick instantly hardening. “I promise to be anything but.”
CHAPTER FIVE
Lyra
Without a doubt,I was in love with Nolan.
If I wasn’t sure before today, I definitely am now after seeing him play Santa with the kids. They loved him, with his warm, infectious personality, his catchy laugh, and his feel-good presence.
Elaine instantly became smitten, and Stephanie practically drooled on his work boots.
And then singing Christmas karaoke…the man was full of surprises, and I couldn’t wait to find and reveal them all.
How could I spend another night away from him?
I gave him a tour of my cabin and purposely stopped in the doorway of my kitchen and then in my living room, where a mistletoe sprig hung above me. I hung it there, a reminder of our first kiss, but also so I could have an easy excuse to kiss Nolan.
Beckoning him closer with my pointer finger, he sauntered over to me, and I slid my hands around his neck. “Look up,” I said.
As soon as Nolan saw the mistletoe, he grinned like a cat who got the milk. “You hung that there on purpose.”
“No. How silly of you to suggest.”
Nolan wasn’t shy any longer. He grabbed me by the waist and held my body against his, our forms pressing together. One hand rested on the small of my back while the other slid down to my ass, cupping the cheek in his hand. He dipped his head low and swept my mouth up in a mind-altering kiss, all rational thought flying from my brain as our tongues twisted, tasting, exploring, and enjoying.
I couldn’t get enough of his taste, and neither could he. One hand now entwined in my hair as he fisted a clump and held me in place. His kisses became possessive, domineering, and strong.
So fucking good.
Nolan broke the kiss and hastily kissed the side of my mouth, over my jaw, across to my ear, and stopped just below it, kissing and nipping, before blowing cool air on my skin. I groaned as a wave of desire crashed through me. So much pent-up sexual tension, so much desire and attraction pulsed between us.
I took a small step back, his mouth detaching from my skin, his hands falling to his sides, his eyes dark as he watched me.
It was almost like he was undressing me with his eyes. I couldn’t say much. I did the same thing.
“Thirty-nine and looking fine.” I ran my fingers over his tight black T-shirt, the ridges of his washboard stomach easily felt beneath the thin cotton fabric.
Nolan chuckled, a grumbling sound coming from somewhere deep inside him. The same sound that awakened my dormant insides and reignited the long put-out fire.
“Twenty-four and all I want is more,” Nolan teased back, and I giggled like a damn schoolgirl.
What was this man turning me into?
My fingers played with the button of his jeans, desperately wanting to unwrap the gift,mygift, the one I’ve waited so patiently for.
Nolan covered his hands with mine. “Not so fast, sweet cheeks. We’ve got all night. And first up is you, princess.”
All of his sweet nicknames turned me into putty in his hands. I would strip naked and fall to my knees in front of him if that was what he asked of me.
