The Perfect Gift: A Bad Boy Christmas Romance

by Mia Ford

  She leaned in close to my chest, playing with the hair at the nape of my neck as our tongues explored each other’s mouths. She tasted even better than before and I couldn’t seem to break away from her lips. However, as she leaned her head back, signaling for my mouth to explore other places, I ran my tongue down her chin and across her neck. She pulled back up and tilted her head to the side as I nibbled on the edge of her neck. I could feel her breath against my ear and the warmth sent shivers running up my spine. She leaned in and sucked lightly on my earlobe as I pushed my hands up her back and to the zipper at the top of her dress. Slowly, I pulled it down, keeping my lips pressed against her skin. The window to the cabana was open, blowing warm air across the room. As her zipper reached just above her ass, I pulled my hands up and ran them across her warm subtle skin. I could feel her goosebumps rise as my fingers just barely skimmed her back and she moaned quietly against my ear.

  I stood back up and set her down carefully on her bare feet, pushing the zipper the rest of the way down and pulling her dress from her body. I leaned down and took her hard nipple in my mouth, swishing my tongue across it, glad she wasn’t wearing a bra. I cupped her breasts and massaged them softly, listening to her breathing pick up speed. I bent down on my knees and smoothed my hands over her thighs, reaching up and pulling her panties down to her ankles. She set one hand on my shoulder as she stepped out of them and immediately moved her feet apart as my fingers brushed over her wet mound. I looked up at her as I pushed my fingers into her folds, feeling her juices sopping from her pussy. She gasped as I rounded my fingertips against her clit and kissed her right above the wetness.

  I watched as she spread her legs further and grabbed onto the bedpost, stabilizing herself. I took two fingers and separated her pussy, licking my lips and sticking my tongue in between. She tasted amazing as I gently pushed her to a sitting position, hooking her legs over my shoulders and leaning forward into her pussy. It was sopping wet and I moved my tongue over her with a soft passion. She grasped onto the wooden pole, leaning her head back as I massaged her nub with my tongue, making sure to kiss and lick every inch of her. She leaned back into the covers and I pulled her forward into my face.

  This woman deserved every sensual moment I could give her.

  Chapter 30: Casey

  He had never touched me in such a seductive and passionate way as he was in that moment. His tongue lapped at my wetness gently but firmly and I could feel his lust surrounding me. I leaned back on the covers as his mouth moved over my mound, taking me to an entirely different level of pleasure. I could feel his hands move over my thighs and down between my legs. As his tongue waved over my clit, he slid two fingers through my juices and then deep inside of me. I arched my back with pleasure as he pushed his fingers slowly in and out of me, building the orgasm already simmering in my stomach. He lifted my body higher into the air and ran his tongue from my ass to my clit, sending shivers of pleasure up my spine. I moaned out, feeling him touching me with his tongue. I reached my hand down and moved it through his curly hair as my hips began to grind against his tongue. I already wanted him so badly but I knew he wanted to really take his time and I was fine with that.

  As my hips began to move faster, he could sense that I was beginning to build toward release. He pushed his lips against my wetness and moved it like he was just kissing my mouth. I grabbed on to his arms as I moved my hips, wanting to feel him taste me, wanting to hear my juices mixing with his. Just the thought of it mixed with his hot breath and warm wet tongue pushed me over the edge and I came, moaning loudly and arching my back with pleasure. He groaned as he lapped the juices that spilled out of me, fingering me faster and faster as the waves of ecstasy ran through my body. That had to be the quickest he ever made me orgasm and it just made me want more. I could feel a smile wash across his face as he moved up my body and laid down to the side of me.

  I turned my head toward him, our eyes meeting in full pleasure and lust. I pulled on him to climb on top of me but he shook his head, pushing my thighs apart and pushing his fingers between my legs. He stared deep into my eyes as he rubbed my pussy with his hands, skimming over my clit just enough to catch the sensitivity from the last orgasm. Our locked eyes made the moment extremely tense and I bit my lip as he massaged my mound, leaning his head down to suck on my breast as he moved. Each time he brought his head back up he latched onto me with his gorgeous blue eyes. His stare was intense and after a few moments, I could feel the pleasure beginning to rise again. My pussy was sopping wet and I spread my knees to the side as he leaned forward and began rubbing harder. It was obvious he was determined to give me multiple orgasms before even putting his cock anywhere near me.

  “I want to watch you come,” he whispered.

  I bit my lip and closed my eyes, arching my back as he leaned in heavily, slipping two fingers inside of me and moving them up and down with the rhythm of my hips. I breathed heavily as the orgasm began to heat up in my belly, pushing the covers to the side and letting my body open up to him. As the pleasure started to move through me I moaned loudly, opening my eyes and staring deep into his. He bit his lip and fingered me deeper, watching as I grabbed my tits and massaged them.

  “Yes.” I moaned. “Oh God, don’t stop.”

  “Mmm.” He groaned, watching me get closer and closer to my climax.

  He wrapped one leg around mine as I writhed and wriggled underneath him, the building pleasure reaching its peak. I could feel every stroke of his fingers inside me as I leaned my head back and opened my mouth, gasping as the orgasm took hold. My hips moved in waves as he pushed his fingers deep and hard inside of me. I screamed out as the pleasure of his hands paralyzed me, pushing juices from my body and taking my breath right out of my chest. As I released my breath, I could feel my body shaking and I grabbed on to Dex’s face, kissing him deeply and passionately.

  “Make love to me,” I whispered, looking in his eyes.

  “With pleasure,” he said, rolling over on top of me and pushing slowly into my wetness.

  I gasped as his huge cock filled me up and I released my legs, opening my hips so I could feel every inch of him. He pulled his hands up to my face and leaned in kissing me deeply as he ground over my body with his. The wind from the open window picked up and I could feel the cool air hit my moist skin, causing me to shiver. Dex reached down and pulled the sheets over our bodies and continued to move in and out of me, never breaking eye contact except to lean in and kiss my lips again and again. As he pulled his mouth from mine he sat up on his knees and fell back on his butt, reaching his hand forward and pulling me to a sitting position.

  Dex reached his arms forward and grabbed my waist, pulling me in toward him until I was facing him with my legs wrapped around his waist. He reached down and pulled his cock up, sliding it deep into me and grabbing my ass. I moved my hips in a circular motion as he pulled me in and out, feeling his cock go deep inside and swirl around. The feeling was new and incredible and I instantly knew there was another round of pleasure coming for me. He growled as he pulled me in hard and pushed me back out, the heat rising as his pleasure increased. I could see his eyes grow dark as he stared at me, grasping my ass and pushing his cock deep inside. I put my arms down on his legs for leverage and swayed my hips around, feeling him fill me completely.

  As our passion turned to lust, Dex pushed hard, pulling me toward him and groaning loudly as he exploded into orgasm. I could feel his cock pulsating inside of me as he closed his eyes and pressed his mouth against mine, stifling his moan. I grasped onto his legs, feeling his whole body tense as he expelled his thick seed inside of me. I kissed his face as his muscles began to relax and he opened his eyes, staring deeply into mine. Dex leaned forward and kissed me passionately, releasing his grip on my ass and grabbing my face with his strong hand. What had happened had deeply affected me to the point where I couldn’t shake that terrified feeling from the pit of my stomach. However, what affected me, even more, was how rocked Dex was emotiona
lly. I could feel his love for me in every single touch. I had never felt more secure in our bond or more cherished than I did in that moment.

  He leaned forward and laid me down on my back, pulling out of me and scooting up next to my body. I laid there staring up at the ceiling just enjoying being close to him. I could feel his fingertips trailing over my stomach and hips as he watched my face, thinking about something. I turned my head toward him and closed my eyes as he brushed the hair from my face and continued to stroke me. His hands were exactly what I needed and I couldn’t, even for a second, imagine what it was like not having him that close to me. He had been so fully affected by the events earlier that he was trying to show me exactly how much he loved me. We laid next to each other in silence, feeling our bond grow even more than it already was. The breeze from the open window cooled our bodies from the passionate love we just made. I yawned quietly and turned toward him, watching as his blue eyes glimmered while the back drop of the ocean floor danced across the walls.

  “You know what I think we need?”

  “What’s that?” I brushed his curls behind his ears and looked longingly into his eyes.

  “A little sister for Seth,” he said, smiling.

  I tilted my head back and laughed, knowing that he was serious about making our family as big as we could possibly handle. Love filled my chest at the thought of carrying a child with Dex by my side. It was hard going through it all alone with Seth and I knew that I wanted to share in that experience with Dex. He had turned into such an amazing partner and father, that there was nothing but agreeance in my tone. I was so happy that I almost wanted to pinch myself to make sure that it was real. Six years ago I stared up at this man thinking I would never see him again, and though life has been tumultuous, to say the least, it had turned out absolutely amazing. How could I not want to make another baby with this man? He was devoted, caring, loving, and the man I had been waiting for my entire life. There wasn’t even a spark of a doubt in my mind when it came to whether I thought Dex would be there for us. He was here, and we were a family, and that wasn’t going anywhere.

  Before I could open my mouth to answer we turned toward the closed door, hearing Seth giggling out in the living room. I looked over at Dex and lifted my eyebrows, loving the look of adoration on his face. He pulled me up and out of the bed, reaching into my drawer to grab me a nightgown. We both dressed, trying not to laugh back at the adorable giggle coming from the other room. I cracked the door and peeked out, seeing Seth sitting with his back to us on the glass floors. We slowly opened the door and tiptoed out, wanting to see what was so magical for this little boy that it would fill him with laughter. As we stepped forward we noticed the crayons spread out around him and watched as he attempted to trace the swimming fish on the glass floors. I covered my mouth, stifling an awe and looked up at Dex who was doing the same thing. How adorable was that? Seth was trying to capture the swimming fish, and instead of getting frustrated at their movements, it made him giggle with happiness.

  I reached down and grabbed two crayons off the floor and handed one to Dex. He looked down at the piece of colored wax in his hand and smiled big, understanding what I was suggesting. We both moved around Seth and looked down at him as he froze, unsure of whether to run or just accept his punishment. I sat down on the floor and looked at his beautiful artwork. Seth watched as Dex sat down next to him and shook his head in approval.

  “That’s a really beautiful picture,” Dex said, looking at the floor. “But I think it needs some of this.”

  Seth watched with wide eyes as Dex began to draw on the floor as well. He was more than shocked that we decided to join in instead of scolding him for being creative. I watched Dex and Seth laugh as they chased the fish around the floor with their crayons. I had finally found exactly where I was supposed to be. Our family couldn’t have been any more perfect.

  Exclusive Never Before Published Romance: Billionaire Next Door

  Blurb

  Having been an orphan at a young age, Olivia Mathew finally braves the world of unknown all by herself. Moving to another place is not an easy job, not when there’s nothing definite for her. Not until she receives a phone call about a new job that will turn her world upside down.

  Luke Hemmington is a man of perfection. Rich and well-known in all of Europe, people looks up to him. But Luke is anything of the perfect picture everyone sees him to be. There are so much skeletons living in his closet that it’s threatening to ruin him.

  Olivia is not your typical damsel in distress princess. She will do everything in her will power to get her happy ever after. Because who says that love is a walk in the park, roses and sweet kisses?

  Luke will push her beyond limit to save her from the complications that comes with loving him. But how long can one hold his resistant when she’s so damn hard to ignore?

  The two different worlds crash together makes a heck of a star bursts!

  Chapter One

  Olivia

  "It'll be nice if for once you'll loosen up and come with us, Liv." Hannah moan sprawls over my bed. The two of them are knocking on my door nearly taking it off its hinge just to try to pick me up.

  College life had just ended a couple of months ago, and the duo has been spamming me with texts to hang out. Having enough, they drop by my apartment hoping to drag me out of my apartment.

  I feel bad for turning them down all the time and making all this effort just to ask me to go out with them is a problem.

  Projecting my most sincere voice, I tell her, "I can't, Hannah. I've got an interview today, and it's a huge one."

  "And here we are hoping that we can steal you." Jen chimes in.

  "I swear you'll kill yourself too early with your workaholic obsession,"

  If anything, Jen knows when I really cannot go with them. She may be annoyed that I keep declining, but she understands. It's not like Hannah doesn't, but she's more persuasive and doesn't know the word give-up.

  Jen got to her feet, pulling Hannah onto her feet as well. "We both know that Livvy won't budge so we might as well save our energy, Hannah."

  Hannah pouts like a kid who doesn't get her way making Jen roll her eyes at their friend.

  The two look almost like twins. Jen is a petite woman while Hannah is leaning more on a slim body. They're both tall with sun kissed skin, and sea salt blond hair. They are almost identical in height. Everyone mistakes them for twins but Jen has a greyish tone in her blue eyes where Hannah is leaning more on cornflour. I'm the outcast from the three of us. Small, curvy, with reddish brown hair and my fair complexion. I look like a cuddly bear with my matching soft curls. So much further than my two model looking friends.

  "If you promise to treat us if you get a job, I won't hold a grudge against you, Liv." Hannah bargains, certainly not one to leave without a fight.

  "I've not accepted yet." I point out.

  Hannah frowns, "That's precisely the reason. And it's not like it'll be hard for you to get in."

  I sigh, "I hope so."

  "All the best to you, Liv." They chorus despite having to go without me.

  I got a message from them five minutes after they left.

  I hope you have fun with your summer, Liv.

  There's a bitter note at the end of Jen's statement, and I can't blame her for it.

  Getting ready, I head towards the shower, letting the warm water beat softly on my back helping my tense muscles loosen up.

  I take a long relaxing shower, and after I'm done, I wrap the fluffy towel around my body. Barefoot, I pad towards my connecting room, heading straight to my closet.

  I pick a white floral polo shirt along with my smart black pants. Then I settle in front of my old vanity mirror and start with a natural look I always go for at events like this. I don't fuss with my hair much, letting it tumble over my shoulder as it dries naturally.

  With a pair of green eyes smiling back at me, I give myself a pep talk before making my way towards the house key hanging at the b
ack door of my room.

  On my haste, I run into a wall or so it seems.

  I stumble on my feet, but a pair of hands steady me before I fall right on my butt and make a fool out of myself.

  "Woah. Are you okay?" a deep baritone asks.

  My eyes slowly raise up from a pair of hands that catch me to the stranger's blue eyes looking into mine.

  He's wearing a simple shirt and wash out denim jeans that compliment his powerfully built body. He's not wearing something extravagant, and yet somehow, he makes it look like it's branded clothes he's sporting. It doesn't help that his midnight black hair is messy but in a good way. It's like he just woke up.

  Remembering myself, I mumble, "I'm sorry, I wasn't looking."

  Those eyes study me as if searching for the truth in my words. Then his stormy blue eyes brighten up I swear it's abnormal.

  "If my gram finds out I'm not looking to my surrounding, she will chaste me with a baton and heat me with to death."

  A laugh escapes my lips, surprising myself.

  "And you know what's worse? She doesn't care who's around!"

  I laugh harder, easing the stomping elephant in my stomach and making me forget about the big boss I will have to face later in the interview.

  I frown, "I'm the one at fault." I point out.

  "That's beside the point. She doesn't see it that way." he smiles, winking at me.

  For some reason, I feel at ease with him making me smile without me knowing.

  Catching a glimpse of my watch, I look at the time.