Page 9 of Mistletoe Kisses


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I had been with my fair share of women and none of them had ever made me want to fuck them as badly as I wanted to fuck Faith.

I stepped toward her, loving it when she took a step back. With every step that I took, she backed further up until she was back against the door. I placed my hands on either side of her, grinning down at her. I knew that I was making her nervous but she had me wound so fucking tightly with her flirtatious looks and teasing touches that I was almost ready to burst.

“I’m going to kiss you.” I trailed my hand down her side, resting it against her hip. “If you’re not going to stop me . . .”

“Kiss me,” she whispered. She slid her hand up over my shoulder before she tangled her hand into the back of my hair. “Kiss me now and I might let you unwrap me later.”

“Fuck,” I muttered before I bent my head and pressed my lips to hers.

She gasped against my lips, parting her own and allowing my tongue entry. She tugged me closer, pulling my body against hers as she collapsed her weight back against the door. She tightened her fingers into my hair before she placed her other hand on my shoulder, crushing our upper bodies closer together.

I trailed my hand down her side and grasped her thigh. Before I could move this more in the direction that I wanted, we were interrupted by a way too fucking cheery voice coming from behind the door I currently had Faith pressed up against.

“Did he say yes?” she yelled through the doorway.

Faith giggled against my lips before she moved her hands down and rested them over my chest. She gave me a gentle push and slowly pushed me back.

“You have my full permission to offer yourself in sexual favors, if you need to!” Emma shouted through the door.

“Fucking hell,” Faith muttered. She pushed me back a little more and turned around. She squared her shoulders back before she opened the door. “Really?” she asked in a monotone voice.

“Well?” Emma asked.

We both turned to look at Jack and he rolled his eyes before speaking.

“With what Faith has just offered me, how can I say no?” He grinned. “I still hate kids, mind you.”

Emma giggled before she reached for Faith’s hand and tugged her toward her.

“You are a lifesaver.” She leaned her head against Faith’s shoulder. “Thank you, Faithy.”

Faith wrapped her arm around Emma’s shoulder and squeezed.

CHAPTER SEVEN

FAITH

I looked back over my shoulder at Jack and smiled when I saw that he was watching me and Emma walk away from him. I never expected him to ever agree to it but I was very happy that he did. Using my body to trap him in a corner was my idea but when he stared down at me, I knew that this wasn’t completely one-sided.

He stared down at me like he wanted to kiss me but until he pressed me up against the door, I had fooled myself into thinking that we were just flirting. When he kissed me, I don’t think I had ever felt that spark. With his hands on my body, I could see myself being another of his girls and I really didn’t care anymore.

“Well . . .” Emma giggled before she continued, “I can see that my sexy elf has been encouraging Santa.”

“Emma!” I tapped her on the arm, embarrassed. “This is bad enough without you making comments like that.”

“Did you kiss him?” she asked.

I looked over her shoulder, grinning when I saw Jack staring over at us. Paul was standing near him talking but judging by the dirty smirk on his face, I don’t think that he was listening.

“You totally kissed him!” She stared at me with a look of shock. “You dirty elf!”

“Shut it.” I rolled my eyes at her dramatics. “You’ve got a bunch of kids waiting to see Santa. Shouldn’t you be over there training your new Santa?” I waved my hand toward him before my eyes drifted back over. “Your very sexy and fuckable Santa, I might add.”

She huffed at me before she turned around and walked over to him.

I walked over to the back of the room, groaning when I saw my reflection in the mirror. My belt was twisted a little and my hat was cocked to the side. After a quick fix, I looked presentable for the little darlings. Making out with Jack was obviously not good for my fashion choice.

“Okay, guys. Let’s get this show on the road.” She clapped her hands enthusiastically before she walked toward the door. “Santa, don’t let me down!”

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