Wicked Night before Christmas

eXtasy Books

Heat Rating: Sizzling
Word Count: 23,000
2 Ratings (3.0)

He tried to make her his…

Lucas McLeod fell in love with his sister’s best friend who enjoys bantering with him. He is fightiung the urge,temptation to cross the fine line between friendship and lovers. But Lucas lost. When he succumbs to passion and makes love with her, he knows she ii the one he wants to grow old with. Before he leaves for Florida, he gives her his promise. He will be back.

She tried to ignore him…

Cara Saint Regis is devastated when Lucas, her best friend’s brother and the man she believes will come back for her arrives in the cabin with his high school sweetheart instead. Worse, she catches them French kissing. A few days before Christmas, Cara’s heartache turns into a blinding jealousy and anger—but deep inside her heart, her love and desire remains strong and true.

Will love, passion, and the spirit of holidays help them reunite in time to celebrate Christmas?

Being around Cara is a test. Her nearness inflames his desire. Their closeness reminds him of what he’s been missing—her touch, smile, and her kisses. He misses her. Lucas wonders if his burning need to be with her again can wait until Christmas Eve to answer the wish she wrote on the paper and hung on the Christmas tree—a wicked night before Christmas.

Wicked Night before Christmas
2 Ratings (3.0)

Wicked Night before Christmas

eXtasy Books

Heat Rating: Sizzling
Word Count: 23,000
2 Ratings (3.0)
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The position had shocked Cara. She'd never been that intimate with a man before. She could not move. When Lucas had wrapped an arm around her lower back, she closed her eyes and hoped it would last.

It didn't. Lucas sat up quickly and had looked at her as if his eyes were kissing her. He had brushed his lips across her forehead. "You're a temptation. An angel on earth meant to torture men." He cupped her chin and moved his mouth over hers.

The kiss had been gentle, sweet, and as light as autumn breeze. And yet it had sent heat spiraling down the pit of her stomach. He had tantalized her with persuasion to return his kisses. She may have been inexperienced in bed, but not in kissing. When his tongue had sought entry, she opened for him. His mouth was hot and turned demanding. Together their tongues danced and mated. Cara's blood pounded in her brain, pumped her heart, and had made her woozy. Many times, she had floated in her dream with Lucas kissing her. It was good, but not like this. This time, Lucas had taken her to the bed of heaven. When his hand had touched her shoulder, her heart beat wildly. It had been the only audible sound around her.

Lucas's hands had roamed around her body, seeking her breasts, caressing the mound and teasing her nipples. "Cara, Cara, if we don't stop now, I'll take you here on the floor. I don't care if Mom and Dad come down and see us. But I don't think you'll like that."

She had thought about telling him she didn't care. But what would that admission make her? "No, I won't like that."

"Look at me, Cara."

"Next time we do this, I won't stop."

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