Jingle My Balls (Hot-Bites 4)

“This is mine,” I say and add a little bit of pressure between her legs .

She makes the sweetest noise for me. “I’m all yours .”

I growl like a fucking animal .

She closes her eyes and hums, the content pleasure clear in the way she’s acting .

She rolls onto her side and curls against me. I know there is a lot of shit we have to talk about, but we have time. We have so much of it and I’m not going to waste a second .

“Will you hold me , Nick ?”

“I thought you wanted to talk, about all that shit…” I respond, kissing the top of her head and holding her close .

“Not now. Later. I just want you close .”

As much as I love the dirty fucking we’ve done, I want to be gentle and sweet with her too .

I squeeze her gently, giving her exactly what we both need. I sure as fuck don’t deserve her, but I have her, and I am not going to fuck this up. I want Holly in my life too damn badly .

Epilogue

Nick

One year later

I t’s been one year since I unceremoniously made Holly mine. There wasn’t ever a chance in hell of her ever getting away from me, not when I finally found her. I knew she was the one and I haven’t doubted it since— not once .

Today I finally make her mine, forever .

I feel her fingers flex against mine and I bring my gaze slowly back to her. She’s beautiful every day, but today in her white wedding gown, with her bronze hair around her face in waves, she nearly takes my breath away .

“It was a beautiful wedding,” she whispers as she sways to the music .

I look around the reception and I feel peace fill me completely. I married Holly today. Finally, she has my ring on her finger and she has my name .

“This damn reception is lasting too long,” I grumble .

“You don’t like dancing with your wife?” she whispers .

The room is transformed into a winter wonderland, complete with fake snow, sparkling Christmas lights, and red, festive ribbons. It’s truly beautiful, but it pales when compared to my woman .

“I love dancing with my wife , but …”

“But ?”

“I’d rather be fucking her,” I groan, leaning down to kiss her lips. I had her this morning, but I want inside her again. Even a year later, I can’t help but feel this possessiveness with Holly—this need to be a part of her .

I am the luckiest bastard in the world, that’s for damn sure. I might have thought it was a bad idea filling in for one of my employees a year ago, but it’s been the best fucking thing to ever happen to me .

“We could leave. I doubt anyone would miss us,” she replies. “I do have a surprise waiting for you in the penthouse suite of this hotel…” She grins wickedly .

“What kind of surprise ?”

“Let’s just say I think it will get you in the Christmas spirit,” she laughs. Her laugh reminds me of the sound of bells ringing softly in the night. It fills me with joy .

Without further thought, I pick her up and carry her out of the ballroom, toward the elevators. She laughs harder, wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing my neck .

Yeah I’m the luckiest bastard in the world. I have everything right here in my arms and I’m never letting her go .

* * *

Holly

I married Nick. I can still hardly believe it. He’s unlike any man I’ve ever known before. He screams bad boy, with his big, muscular frame and ink that covers almost every inch of him. I never thought I’d ever be with a man like Nick, but the ring on my finger says otherwise .

My heart says otherwise .

Nick holds me tenderly to his body as he carries me from the elevator to the penthouse suite we reserved for the night. We’ll be honeymooning in Greece, but our first night as man and wife will be here…in the same room where it all began. I feel so small in his hold, and can’t help but lean against him and close my eyes. He goes all caveman on me more times than not, but I love that about him .

I pull back, not sure what I am about to say, but before any words can leave me he leans down and kisses me .

“I love you, Holly .”

His words bring even more joy. I feel tears stinging my eyes .

“I love you too,” I whisper .

I feel Nick move his hand down the length of my spine, over the small of my back, and finally along the curve of my ass .

“What’s that doing here?” he asks and gives my ass a squeeze. My body goes liquid for him instantly .