Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 16525 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 83(@200wpm)___ 66(@250wpm)___ 55(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16525 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 83(@200wpm)___ 66(@250wpm)___ 55(@300wpm)
Chapter 8
Scarlett
After we’ve cleared away the remnants of breakfast, Noah pulls me toward the sofa, where piles of warm, cozy blankets wait for us.
“Ready for a Christmas movie marathon?” he asks, wagging a remote like a scepter, his grin contagious.
Minnie, already bored with her morning hover and now prowling the edges of the rug, seems to agree, giving it an experimental swat as if ensuring it doesn’t step out of line.
I add a final layer of blankets over myself before settling into Noah’s side, feeling his warmth spread through the material. “Absolutely. Hit play, I’m ready for all the cheesy holiday goodness.”
The first movie flickers to life on the screen and we melt into the cushions.
Noah maneuvers himself under the blankets, stretching an arm around me, and pulling me close. My head naturally finds his shoulder as I snuggle in, not really paying attention to the cheerful movie.
As the story unfolds, I let my eyes wander. I’m increasingly aware of the rhythm of Noah’s breathing beside me, and the reassuring warmth of his large, muscular body hugging me close.
His hand slides under the blanket, landing softly and with intent on my side, fingers lightly tracing patterns that erase the movie from my mind entirely. Each touch sends goosebumps skittering along my skin, and the world fades down to nothing but us.
I glance up at him, catching the subtle curve of his smile and the chemistry hanging in the air.
His hand continues its exploration, drawing abstract shapes on my overheated skin, and while my focus should be on the screen, I can’t summon the will to care one bit about the movie’s holiday plot. This little bubble is all that matters.
Propping myself up slightly for a better look at him, I ask, “Are you purposely attempting to distract me?”
“That’s my plan.” He wiggles his eyebrows, and I can’t help but laugh, rolling my eyes at his silliness.
“I love your plan,” I tease, knowing fully that distraction is mutual.
“I’m glad because I love you.” He pulls me closer. “And I want to make you happy.”
His words melt my heart. He stands abruptly, and those stormy blue eyes dance with mischief. “Come on, firecracker. Movie night’s been grand, but I think it’s time for a little adventure.”
Before I fully process what that means, he scoops me up effortlessly. “What are you doing?” I squeal, laughter escaping as I’m lifted from the couch and cradled against his muscular chest. He’s solid and firm, his grip secure, and it feels thrillingly absurd.
“You’ll see,” he declares, striding toward the bedroom, and I can barely contain my giggles.
At the bedroom door, he stops abruptly, and with a swift move, he kicks it closed, blocking Minnie’s outraged meows from following us in. “Minnie will have to manage without us for a bit,” he says with a playful grin, his tone light but his intentions clearly teasingly serious.
“Minnie isn’t going to handle being abandoned again well!” I laugh as we listen to my spoiled cat expressing her outrage like a toddler whose favorite toy has gone missing.
He deposits me on the bed and steps back to rip away his sweatpants and t-shirt. “She’ll have to get used to us having private time away from her.”
I really love the thought of having private time with him. In fact, I’m pretty much addicted to him.
I slide off the bed before he can react. “What are you…” he groans as I wrap my hand around his shaft.
“What I want to do,” I insist, sinking to my knees on the floor between his spread feet. Looking up, I meet and hold his gaze while I lean forward to run my tongue up the front of his hard cock.
“Fucking hell,” he growls, dragging his hand through my hair.
He gives a little tug when I wrap my tongue around the head of his cock. While I slowly explore his warm skin, his knees shake, and a feeling of power flows through me from knowing I can make this powerful man tremble.
I lick down the front of his shaft and then close my lips around his cock and suck him down as deep as I can.
He howls my name, and the hand in my hair tightens as he explicitly explains all the dirty things he’s going to do to my body. I don’t have experience with this, but his reaction tells me I’m not doing it wrong.
I pull back all the way back before plunging down again while gently cupping his balls. His cock presses against the back of my throat, and my eyes water as I gag a little. After relaxing my throat, I’m able to take him a little deeper, which seems to really make him happy.
The next thing I know, he’s pulling my clothes off and tossing them aside. He drops me on the bed and follows me down before I’m able to catch my breath.