Free Holiday Escort: A Christmas Novella by Shanora Williams Page B

in his arms, looking up to meet his honey eyes. “Wait—” I press a hand against his chest. “I thought you said this shouldn’t happen anymore.” I point between us, confused.
    “Did I say that?”
    “You sure did.”
    “Well, maybe what I meant is this shouldn’t happen much .”
    My eyes widen, and I bite my lower lip, fighting a grin. “You’re serious right now, aren’t you?”
    He responds with a kiss on my cheek and a gentle push into my hips.
    “But isn’t that breaking all of your ‘escort’ rules?” I make air parentheses with my fingers.
    “Possibly…”
    “God, you are so confusing,” I whisper, our lips a hair’s-breadth away.
    “Trust me, I’ve confused myself about you.” He looks me over, his tongue running across his lips. “You want to know what I’ve been thinking about all morning?”
    He grips my waist and picks me up. My butt lands on the counter, and he steps between my parted legs, a smirk on his lips.
    “What?”
    “What happened last night wasn’t enough.” He studies my lips. “I need more , Piper. A lot more. I know we only have about twenty-five minutes, but,” he murmurs, pulling my shorts down my legs and tossing them in the corner. “I’ll be quick.” His lips land on the bend of my neck again, and he sucks, causing a tingling sensation to shoot through my legs. “I promise.”
    His towel drops to the floor, the thick white fabric forming into a puddle around his feet. He moves in closer between my legs until he’s so close I feel his hot member poking at my entrance.
    Pulling me towards the edge of the counter, he cups my face in his hands, and focuses on my mouth, but he doesn’t kiss them.
    “Do you realize how beautiful you are?”
    My breath becomes labored as I shut my eyes, whirling inside from his touch.
    “Your family doesn’t see what I see. A flawless, beautiful, independent woman.” Before I can open my eyes, Matthew is deep inside me, hugging me against his hard, chiseled body.
    “Matthew,” I breathe. “I—we shouldn’t. Really.”
    “I know… but we can’t help it. I can’t help it. If I want something, I go after it.”
    “But why do you want me?” I ask as he picks me up off the counter and turns for the wall. My back bumps against it, and he grunts, building up a quick pace, his ball sack slapping between my cheeks.
    I look over his shoulder with my arms latched around his neck, and I get the perfect view of his toned ass in the mirror. Someone does squats.
    “I like your free spirit,” he breathes in my ear, his fingers curling around the nape of my neck. “I like knowing that you really don’t need me, but that you still crave every inch of me.”
    I bite into my bottom lip, staring into his eyes.
    His jaw locks as he focuses on mine, and then he cups my ass, grinding into me, hips circling, body tightening. My back bows against the wall, my eyes sealing.
    I can feel my breasts bouncing, but before I can cup one of them, his lips seal around my nipple, sucking, bringing me up to ultimate pleasure, even more so when his beard grazes my skin.
    “Shit,” I hear him growl as he brings his head back up. He gropes my ass, sighing, breathing deep. “Your body feels so incredible, Piper. So fucking good.”
    I hold onto him, my fingernails sliding down his muscular back. My hands fall lower, cupping his perfectly sculpted ass and forcing him deeper.
    It’s the magic trick.
    Just like that, Matthew groans, grinding harder, deeper, panting heavily in my ear.
    He squeezes my ass in his large hands, spanks me twice, and before he can come, he pulls out, places me on my feet, forces me to my knees, and demands for me to open my mouth.
    I drop my chin, and he aims for my tongue, rigidly stroking his thick cock, groaning while the veins on his arms and neck bulge. When he releases, it is such a beautiful sight to see: watching him completely let go.
    He thrusts his hips forward and shoves himself into my mouth, planting his