Hot House: Hell's Bells

Sheri Gilmore

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Has Hayley been nice or has she been naughty? Dante can't decide what to give Hayley the most: a spanking or something she can wrap her hands around to keep her warm on Christmas Eve. Hayley doesn't care. She wouldn't mind ...
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Has Hayley been nice or has she been naughty?

Dante can't decide what to give Hayley the most: a spanking or something she can wrap her hands around to keep her warm on Christmas Eve.

Hayley doesn't care. She wouldn't mind the spanking for being naughty as long as Dante gives her something sweet to lick for being nice.

  • Note:This story contains elements that may be offensive to some readers: mild BDSM.
Excerpt
“What time is everyone supposed to be here?” Dante asked, unbuttoning the nightshirt the woman before him wore.

The sound of silk hitting the floor, combined with the warm, sleepy scent of her skin tantalized and teased his nostrils and his cock. With an uncontrollable groan he pulled her closer, nipping and suckling her neck.

“Um ... in about an hour and a half,” she said.

“Perfect.”

“For you.” She pulled away, slightly with a pout. “I'll have to redo my hair and my makeup.”

“Hayley Thomas, are you telling me you don't want me to give you your Christmas present?”

“No!” She grabbed his forearms when he would have pulled away.

He grinned, nipping the soft skin beneath her ear. “I didn't think so.”

“You know me so well.” Her knees pressed into the mattress as she scooted closer, kissing and licking his chest.

Dante shut his eyes and sighed. “Not as well as I want.” Even after a year he couldn’t get enough of this woman. He hated the Christmas season with a passion, but for her he would make this holiday special even if he had to stomach his brothers and her parents together carving the Christmas turkey. “Roll over,” he said, picturing Gabriel slicing the bird with superb precision with his khukuri.

“Okay.” Turning, she stretched her petite frame the length of the bed, slipping her feet and legs between his. The outer portion of her thigh brushed the inner part of his.

Shit. If his cock got any harder, he’d explode.

Long, golden brown hair slapped his skin as Hayley glanced quickly over her shoulder. An impish gleam sparkled in the depths of her eyes like the blinking lights on the Christmas tree in the den. “Is this how you want me?”

Curling his fingers into fists, Dante fought the urge to plunge into the molten paradise of her body. “I want you any way I can get you,” he said between clenched teeth.

Placing the heel of his palm against the center of her back, Dante pushed her into the softness of the mattress and straddled her hips. The cool globes of her ass tickled the backs of his thighs and cradled his balls and cock.

A thin sheen of perspiration coated his forehead, but he forced his mind to focus on giving her pleasure through massage. Kneading both of her shoulders, he dug his fingers into the knotted muscles.

She stiffened, then relaxed with a sigh. “Oh, God, that feels so good.”

Dante’s gaze shifted to the ceiling with a touch of exasperation. “He has nothing to do with it.”

Hayley buried her face into the mattress, muffling a giggle. “Sorry. It was just an expression.”

He continued, sliding his hands down her back and kneading with his thumbs and fingers all the way to her lower back that lay between his spread legs. Following his hands, he leaned forward and kissed a trail down her spine, alternating with nips and licks from his teeth and tongue.

Hayley moaned, wiggling her ass against his cock just enough to let the length slide up and down the crevice between her ass cheeks.

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