Free Their Merry Little Christmas (Love Square) by Jessica Ingro Page A

me.”
    “Will you stop that already? I don’t want you. Why would I throw my perfectly good life away just to fuck you?” I grab my briefcase and make to leave. Maybe now she’ll get the hint.
    She moans, and I glance down at her hand which is covered in the evidence of her arousal. My cock starts to stir at the sight. Shit. I hate when it has a mind of its own.
    “I don’t want you to leave your life. I just want you to fuck me, right here on this desk. I want it hard and I want it dirty. I’ll even let you choose how we do it. I don’t really care as long as you fuck me already. Show me what a man you are.” She taunts me as she continues to pleasure herself. My eyes can’t seem to look away from what she’s doing.
    In and out followed by little circles. And repeat. I feel like I’m in a trance staring at her. Sam’s face suddenly floats into my mind, and I snap myself out of it. This is wrong on so many levels.
    “I’ll be reporting this to McGee in the morning. Lock up on the way out.” I practically run for the door and out of the office.
    At the first stop light I encounter, I put my head on the steering wheel and take a deep breath. Holy shit that bitch is whacked. I could understand how a weaker man would have succumbed to her. I wouldn’t be surprised if she’s done that a hundred times before and was met with exactly the type of behavior she was hoping for.
    I pick up my cell phone and dial home. When Sam picks up, guilt twists in my chest.
    “Hey, honey. Just wanted you to know that my night ended earlier than I thought. I should be home in time to give Tessa her bath.” I will my voice to stay steady and not give anything away.
    “That’s great news. I’ll hold off until you get here then. I love you.”
    “I love you too,” I reply before hanging up.
    When the light turns green, I punch th e gas and put that horrible scene behind me.

Chapter Nine
     
     
    Jacob
     
    Pulling into Emma’s driveway, I breathe a sigh of relief. The snow is really coming down now, and the roads were horrible once we hit Pennsylvania. 
    Bill and Maggie pull in behind us and step out of their car. Thankfully, they will be leaving the day after we get married to give us some time alone. I think they were planning on staying longer until we informed them of our plans to move the wedding up. I mentally shudder at the thought of having to curb our sexual activities any longer. The other night with the handcuffs was nice… beyond nice actually, but I doubt Kara would let me do that all the time.
    Our wedding is all set up thanks to the help of Maggie and Emma. Maggie took Kara shopping for a dress, while Emma arranged for her minister to marry us in her living room the day after Christmas. Brad and Sophie will be joining us as long as Sophie doesn’t pop between now and then. I tried to tell them it wasn’t necessary that they attend, but Sophie insisted. Mack is going to drive up as well to support us. Our wedding will be just what it should be, a small affair with close family and friends. Nothing more.
    Our honeymoon is another story. Seeing as how we weren ’t anticipating getting hitched over Christmas, I can’t get the time off from work. We decided to go somewhere warm for Valentine’s Day. I’m thinking the Dominican Republic. I’ve heard great things about the resorts, and it will be nice and warm there, when it’s good and cold here. Plus it comes with the added benefit of keeping Kara in a bikini for the whole trip.
    I mentally fist pump the air thinking how in less than forty-eight hours, Kara will be tied to me forever. It can ’t come soon enough for me.
    After we are all out of t he cars, we drag our suitcases inside through the garage. Once in the mud room, we proceed to shake the snow off of ourselves.
    “Uncle Jacob! Aunt Kara!” Grace and Candace run into the room, full of excitement and cry out a little too loudly in my opinion.
    “Hey, munchkins!” I pick each one up and kiss