Total pages in book: 52
Estimated words: 49005 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 245(@200wpm)___ 196(@250wpm)___ 163(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49005 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 245(@200wpm)___ 196(@250wpm)___ 163(@300wpm)
To my shock, Rudy starts to come at the same time, his cock stiffening, then pulsing inside me, as he keeps hold of my hip. It’s amazing, isn’t it, to be so in tune our first time together?
It’s just our first time, but I need there to be many more times like this.
As I recover, Nick kisses my breasts and nuzzles my chest, while Rudy continues to hold me tight, his lips pressed to my shoulder, his heart beating strong and steady against my back.
I miss Rudy’s presence inside me, but I’m not left empty for long. Nick rests my top leg onto his, then teases my entrance with the tip of his hard cock, sliding it through my folds as it drips with precum. “Are you ready for more?”
I nod eagerly. “Please.”
He feeds his thick cock into me, slow and steady, and both of us groan when he bottoms out.
“You feel incredible,” he says as his cock throbs inside me.
“So do you.”
He looks deep into my eyes as he starts to move in me, and it’s so intense that I almost look away, but I push past my resistance, and feel a deeper connection than I’ve ever experienced during sex.
Rudy’s still behind me, supporting my body as his brother picks up the pace, hips thrusting, cock hitting a spot deep inside me, over and over again.
“I don’t think I can get enough of you, Holly.” Nick’s voice is ragged.
I dig my fingers into the hair that curls at his neck. “I feel the same.”
“I want to fill you up.” Each word tells me he’s getting closer.
“Fill me. Please. Come inside me.”
He grunts, his face contorting as his body seizes. His cock swells, then he pumps me full with everything he’s got.
It’s all so good, and it continues to be wonderful as the men work together to clean me up. Nick brings in a glass of water for me and a small bowl of nuts, and after we all share the snack, we climb under the covers together and they cuddle me all night.
I love my little home, but I’ve never had as restful of a night as I do with the Frost brothers. I feel safe, secure, and cared for, and I’m so comfortable at their home, even in the morning when things could potentially be awkward, that I could easily imagine myself living with them.
I need to be aware that sex has swayed my feelings for them, though. How could it not? We shared something intimate and wonderful, and I feel closer to them than ever.
But I haven’t forgotten the Winter brothers. And if I’m still thinking about Felix and Jasper after what I just shared with Nick and Rudy, I may never be able to forget them.
I feel horrible still being so conflicted, because I’d be lucky to have the Frosts—anyone would—but as happy as I am being in their arms, it doesn’t feel fully complete.
And the timing is terrible for all this confusion, because it’s Saturday, volunteer day with all four men.
“What would you like for breakfast?” Nick asks. “An omelet, maybe pancakes?”
“As delicious as that sounds, I need to get home, so I can get ready to be Mrs. Claus.”
“We should have gotten up sooner,” Rudy says, “but it was so comfortable in bed.”
“It sure was. Thank you both for an amazing night.”
“You’re the one who made it amazing,” Nick says.
“All you.” Rudy gives me a warm kiss. “I’ll get my keys.”
I’d nearly forgotten that they were the ones who brought me here. Hopefully, Cupid wasn’t too concerned about me not coming home last night.
I say goodbye to Trixie and Sammy, and call out a farewell to Jameson, who I haven’t seen since last night.
Rudy and Nick not only drive me home, but walk me to my door like the gentlemen they are. I kiss them both goodbye, all of it feeling so different now, and tell them I’ll see them later this morning.
Chapter 24
It’s the last day for Santa pictures. The last day I’ll be volunteering with the Frost and Winter brothers. In a strange way, I’m sad that all five of us won’t be together again, even though the men obviously don’t like being around each other.
It also feels like a deadline of sorts, even though no one has said that it is.
Nick and Rudy get out of their car when I pull into the lot, and I’m sure they were waiting for me.
“You look beautiful, Mrs. Claus.” Nick puts his arm around my waist and gives me a squeeze, then pulls away.
“We know things are complicated,” Rudy says. “Last night was great, but we understand that no commitments have been made.”
“We are, however, ready whenever you are,” Nick says, and I don’t know if he means ready for more sex, or for a commitment. Maybe both.