The Christmas Wife
“Claire stared blankly at Rosa. Although Hattie had stayed the entire night in her own bed, Claire had slept terribly last night. She had dreamed all night of Deacon - of being in his bed and touching him. She had woken up multiple times with her body aching for release and her brain screaming at her to crawl into his bed and find the relief she was craving.
“I’m good, Rosa. Just a little tired tonight,” Claire said.
It didn’t help that Deacon kept touching her. She knew they had to put on ...a show for his grandmother and his vile cousin and his equally vile wife. It was why, after dinner when Hattie had gone outside to play with Tyson and Brandon, she had plunked herself down next to Deacon on the couch and rested her hand on his thigh.
That should have been enough, she told herself grumpily, but Deacon had immediately put his arm around her and began stroking her arm. Just lightly, the tips of his fingers barely trailing over her skin, but who the hell knew her damn arm was so sensitive? Just the feel of his fingers sliding against her skin was heating her up, making her wish they were in his bedroom naked and alone, and she thought she might scream if he didn’t stop soon. Her acting skills could only be stretched so far.MoreLess
“I’m good, Rosa. Just a little tired tonight,” Claire said.
It didn’t help that Deacon kept touching her. She knew they had to put on ...a show for his grandmother and his vile cousin and his equally vile wife. It was why, after dinner when Hattie had gone outside to play with Tyson and Brandon, she had plunked herself down next to Deacon on the couch and rested her hand on his thigh.
That should have been enough, she told herself grumpily, but Deacon had immediately put his arm around her and began stroking her arm. Just lightly, the tips of his fingers barely trailing over her skin, but who the hell knew her damn arm was so sensitive? Just the feel of his fingers sliding against her skin was heating her up, making her wish they were in his bedroom naked and alone, and she thought she might scream if he didn’t stop soon. Her acting skills could only be stretched so far.MoreLess
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