Free Festive Seduction: The Holiday Engagement Series by Sidney Bristol Page A

know, we could make up the couch here for you. It has to be awfully cld up there,” her mother continued.
    The temperature in the cabin had dropped a noticeable amount, but it was still comfortable, if a little chilly when naked. All the more reason to spend the evening pressed up against each other. She inhaled his cologne, and smiled again because he wore this scent for her. If it weren’t for her, he might wear the same thing every day for a month without noticing.
    Jade leaned against Philip, soaking up his warmth and luxuriating in the feel of his hand coasting across her back. She’d been starved for his touch, and ate up any opportunity to have his hands on her once more.
    “Get off the phone so I can spank you,” Philip whispered in her other ear.
    Jade’s stomach fluttered and her pulse skipped.
    Yes, Sir.
    Already her bottom stung with the remembered smack of Philip’s hand. They’d played together so much and he knew exactly how to send her over the edge with nothing but the palm of his hand to her skin.
    Jade yanked her mind back to the moment. Only Philip would have her trussed up like a Christmas tree and talking to her mother at the same time. “No, Mom. I love you, but I am not sleeping in the living room with all the kids running through to see if Santa’s come yet. I’m going to hang up now. See you in the morning.”
    “Are you sure, dear?”
    “Bye, Mom. Love you!”
    Philip ended the call and tossed the phone over his shoulder. It missed the sofa by a yard and clattered to the floor. His attempt at a serious scowl cracked and they sputtered, laughing. She let him support her, loving his arms wrapped around her, and lifted up on tip-toe to press her mouth to his. The scent of peppermint and chocolate flavored his lips from the thermos of hot cocoa she’d brought back to the cabin with them.
    “Mm.” She suckled his lower lip, seeking more contact. Even the simple act of kissing him still made her toes curl two years later.
    Philip’s hand cracked against her ass and she yelped against his mouth.
    “Did I give you permission to kiss me?” he asked, voice low and rough.
    “No, Sir.” She drew each word out to three times its necessary length and bat her lashes at him. It wouldn’t work. He wasn’t easily swayed, which was another thing that made her hot all over. She knew she was a handful, and not many Doms could handle her. Philip had seen through her act during their first play, knocking her on her proverbial ass and stealing a big chunk of her heart in the process. He was a man worth fighting for.
    Philip sighed and pinched her nipple, delivering a swift kick of adrenaline fueled lust to her system. Jade went back up on tip-toe, her jaw dropped on a silent gasp. Her nipples were one of the most erogenous zones on her body, and even the gentle pressure of his icy fingers elicited immediate and swift reactions from her body. She arched her back, thrusting her chest forward and let her eyes drift close. Endorphins danced along her veins, sending giddy shivers of bliss down her spine.
    “Tsk, tsk. And here you were being so well behaved.” He flattened his palm over her breast and stroked the abused flesh. She moaned slightly and squeezed the sprig of holly tighter in her palm, the sharp little leaves poking her fingers, keeping her aware of her body and where they were.
    He let her catch her breath for a moment. She was close to reaching subspace, her mind flirting with the dark edges. Subspace was the euphoric state of mind a submissive might reach at the height of a BDSM scene. For Jade, she felt more connected to Philip when he put her there. There was no other moment where she was more in tune with him, not even when they used to take the leap down a slope at the sound of a bell. Right here, right now, she was his to play with, punish, fuck, care for—whatever he wanted.
    Jade peeked at her Dominant, and her heart ached. This moment, it was so normal. So far from what they’d