Melt For Us(Holiday Masked Men #2)(13)

“And you’re the best damn gift,” Jensen says, handing me my first present as I make myself comfortable on the floor. “This one’s from me.”

Anticipation overwhelms me as I tear off the wrapping paper, losing my mind once I realize it’s the designer bag I’ve been obsessing over for the last year. It’s extremely expensive, and I could never afford it, especially after all the money I’ve spent on purchasing new books.

“No way,” I shriek, examining the beauty of seeing it in person. “Are you serious? Jensen, are you serious?”

“Yup.”

“You’re amazing,” I blurt out, rushing to my feet and leaping into his arms. “I’m so happy! It’s so beautiful!”

He holds me close, smiling. “Glad you like it.”

“Like it? I love it!” I exclaim, pressing my lips against his. “Thank you.”

“Tough act to follow,” Micah dryly mumbles, handing me a small-sized box.

A countless number of thoughts rush through my head as to what it could be. Unwrapping the paper and lifting the lid, I’m suddenly left speechless. Gazing down at the diamond necklace in awe, I marvel at its elegance and beauty.

“Micah,” I nearly whisper, filled with so many emotions. “It’s stunning.”

He kneels beside me, placing his hand on the small of my back. “It’s not nearly as stunning as you.”

Kissing him tenderly, I cup his face with my hand. “Can you help me put it on?”

“Of course.”

He carefully removes the necklace from the box and secures it around my neck. Examining the sight of me wearing it, admiration flickers in his eyes.

“How does it look on me?” I ask, sheepishly smiling.

“Perfect,” he murmurs.

“Alright, Damien,” Jensen speaks up, leaning forward on the couch. “Let’s see it.”

His body visibly stiffens, and his jaw twitches.

Searching under the Christmas tree, I come across a black box with a red ribbon, delicately tied into a bow. Placing it onto my lap, I untie the bow, bouncing up and down like a little girl. The anticipation is literally killing me.

The moment I remove the lid, I fall silent. Still.

“Oh,” I faintly say, hesitating. “It’s empty.”

“What,” Jensen lets out, laughing.

Micah’s eyes widen. “Yikes.”

Damien’s eyes meet mine, and there’s something about his stare that leaves me unsettled. Uneasy. Although, I laugh it off, as well.

“You already gave me the best gift ever,” I urge, rushing to my feet and plopping down on his lap. “Bringing me here, with all of you.”

He looks away, wrapping his defined, tattooed arms around me. “I had something for you,” he tells me, kissing my shoulder. “But it wasn’t good enough.”

“I’m sure that’s not true,” I object.

“I have something much better in mind,” he states. “You’ll just be getting it a little late.”

“Like I said,” I begin, briefly locking eyes with each one of them. Resting my head on his broad shoulder, I release a soft breath. “I already have all I need.”





The heated water of the hot tub hugs almost every inch of my skin, until Jensen bends me over, my stomach resting on the edge. My heart slams against my chest. His hips push into me, thrusting me forward. Heat shoots through my body, as his erection slips between my thighs, pressing against my clit. A hushed moan falls from my mouth while I grip the edge of the hot tub, keeping myself steady. Gripping my hips, he quickly thrusts forward, burying himself inside me.

Slamming his lubed cock into my tightness, over and over, he rocks my world. Sucking in a gasp, I push back against him, matching his thrusts. My tits bounce with every movement. My inner walls suck hard at his hard, thick cock. He grabs my shoulders, quickening his pace as he hammers into me.

Damien moves beside us and slips his hand between my thighs. My clit swells against his warm fingers, and I grind into his touch.

“Yes,” I eagerly moan, edging Jensen on as he pumps into me harder.

“Your desperate little cries are my downfall,” he grunts, caressing the branding of their initials on my hip with his thumb. “I’m going to come for you so fucking hard.”

Tightly squeezing the edge of the hot tub, my eyes roll into the back of my head. And without warning, I explode, seeing stars behind my eyelids.

Jensen tenses up behind me as he finds his release, before lowering himself into the water, leaving me hunched over the edge.

Damien grabs my shoulder and turns me to him, as he leans his firm ass on the edge. Staring up at him through my eyelashes, I wait for his order. He holds himself at the base with his forefinger and thumb, the rest of his fingers curved around his balls.

“Suck,” he commands, eyes narrowed.

Taking him into my mouth, my lips stretch wide. Cradling his thick cock with my tongue, my lips slide back and forth along his length. His body shudders, as he grabs the back of my head, plunging into the back of my throat.

Gagging on his dick, my stomach tightens.

“Yes,” he says through clenched teeth.

A roar escapes from his chest as he pumps faster. Harder.

Gripping his hips, and bobbing my head, I meet each of his thrusts. Choking on his big cock, squeezing my eyes shut.