Holiday Second Chance Romance (Clarice and Trevor) novel Chapter 33

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Clarice POV

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“Will you be joining us on Christmas Eve, Clarice,” Anya asks, and Nick groans next to me. “I don’t think that’s a good ideal mom. You know how temperamental some people are on that particular day,” he says, motioning with his eyes toward his father. “Watch yourself, son. One day you’ll be the one that is a reindeer’s a** on Christmas Eve. Besides, Clarice doesn’t strike me as someone who shies away from family even when they are being unbearable and demanding,” Chris says.

“I’ll be here. You are my family now, but I can’t imagine you ever acting unbearably, Santa,” I say to Chris with a wink. He throws his head back and laughs. Nick wraps his arm around me, pulling me close to his side. “Oh, wait until Christmas Eve. I’m not protecting you from his bossy behind. You are part of the family. You’ll have to dip into the peppermint schnapps just like the rest of us to not bludgeon him with a candy cane,” he says, tickling my side.

It’s my turn to laugh. “Alright, I’m going to get Clarice back. It’s late, and she needs to rest,” Nick says, and I roll my eyes. “I’m pregnant, not a hundred Nick.” “A hundred isn’t that old,” Chris says with a wink and I laugh again. I haven’t laughed this much in so long. Actually, I don’t remember ever laughing this much. “It’s good for you to rest, and soon you’ll be able to come whenever you want. Especially when you need your own escape from a Kringle man,” Anya says.

“Which reminds me I need to make my apologies, Mrs. Claus,” Chris says with a strange twinkle in his eyes as he looks at Anya. “Dad, can’t you wait till we are gone before you start that sh*t,” Nick says. “Nope, my wife is hot, and I know how to beg for her forgiveness on my knees” he says. My cheeks go pink when I realize Santa is talking dirty. Nick groans again and wraps his arm around me. “Don’t you take my daughter–in–law until I get a proper hug,” Chris says.

“Fine, but keep it son friendly until we disappear,” Nick says and I giggle. I step out of his arms and Anya pulls me into a hug first. “Welcome to this crazy family sweetheart,” she says and presses a kiss on my cheek. She turns me toward Chris, and he pulls me into his strong arms. Despite my first thoughts about him being too hot to be Santa, the hug makes me feel loved and safe. It feels like the hugs I remember as a child from my dad.*

“Alright, old man, give me back my girl,” Nick says. Chris presses a kiss on the top of my head and hands me back to Nick. “We will see you soon, Clarice,” he says as he pulls Anya to his side. The next second, we are standing in Nick’s living room, but he doesn’t let me go. I look up into his beautiful eyes and I can see not only love but lust swirling in them. “I love you, Clarice. You will never know how much you spending time with my family meant to me,” he says and lowers his

mouth to mine.

The kiss starts out soft, but it quickly becomes intense. His hands start to roam, and I can feel my

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body responding to his touch. When they reach the swell of my a**, I press myself against him. I expect him to cup my a** in his big hands, but instead he breaks the kiss. A wave of disappointment washes over me. He presses his forehead against mine, his breathing still ragged. “I’m going to go take a shower. Why don’t you do the same, and we can cuddle on the couch watching a movie,” he says.

He doesn’t even give me a chance to protest. What the hell? I practically stomp to my room once I hear his bedroom door close. Not only am I pissed, but I’m h*rny. I have always had a healthy s*x life but now, between the pregnancy and the man in the shower, I feel like I’m going to explode if he doesn’t finish what we just started. Why the hell did he stop?

I step into the guest bathroom and start to roughly pull my clothes off. I’m down to just my panties when I stare at myself in the mirror. My breasts are bigger, and my belly isn’t as flat but I still look good. I know he wants me. I could feel his hardness pressed against me while we kissed. Without overthinking it, I decide I’m not taking no for an answer. Nick is mine. I want him, and I’m not going to wait for a piece of paper to say I can have him. The a**hole I was married to sure as hell didn’t.

I push open the door to his room and close it behind me. The door to the bathroom is open, and I can hear the water from the shower. Not only that but grunting and moans assault my ears. When my name falls from his lips, I move closer until I get a clear view of him in the huge shower.

His arm braced on the wall. His muscular back and a** on full display. I can’t see his front, but I can tell he is stroking himself. My mouth waters as I silently make my way into the room. Thankfully, he has his eyes closed, and he doesn’t notice me as I finally get to see him completely in his masculine beauty. His big hand runs up and down his shaft. He is huge in both length and girth. Prec*m beads at the tip and I desperately want to taste him.

I’m not sure if I make a noise or if he can just sense he is being watched, but his eyes fly open. When they meet mine I can see he is torn, but I don’t know why. I don’t give him a chance to speak as I reach down and slide my panties down my legs. I toe them off and step toward the shower. His movements never stop as he devours my body with his eyes. “Clarice,” he says, his voice breathy. My cl*t pulses just hearing my name on his lips.

As soon as I step into the shower, I drop to my knees. I reach for him but he steps back. I look up into his eyes. “Clarice, are you sure?” “Nick, I am naked in your shower on my knees looking at your c**k like it’s my favorite treat. I think I’m sure. Now give me what I want, Nick.” “Holy f**k, that was hot,” he says. “Less talking, more touching.” He steps toward me and releases his own hold on his c**k. I can barely wrap my hand around him as I start to pump him.

The skin is soft against my palm, and after I pump him a few times, I lick the tip. He tastes salty but good. I open my mouth and take him past my teeth. I’ll never be able to take him all the way, but that doesn’t mean I can’t make him feel good. Based on the moans coming from his lips, I think

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he agrees. I use my hand on the part of his c**k I can’t fit down my throat. I start to set a rhythm, and he threads his fingers in my hair. “F**k you take my c**k like a good girl, Clarice,” he says.

I double my efforts hearing his praise and start to massage his b*lls with my free hand. I can feel he is getting close. Before I realize what’s happening, he is pulling me off his c**k. “Hey, I wasn’t done. You were going to c*m.” “Like hell, the first time we are together I c*m down your throat. I want to be buried deep inside your body,” he says with a growl. “I can smell you, Clarice,” he says as we walk back into the bedroom dripping wet. “You smell better than any Christmas confection,” he says as he lays me down on the bed.

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Without warning, he leans down and runs his nose up my thigh. When he runs his tongue through my folds, my back arches and I let out a p*rn star worthy moan. I’ve never felt anything so good. He starts to feast on me like a starving man. When he flattens his tongue against my cl*t, I swear I see stars. He sucks the little bud into his mouth and I grab a handful of his hair. He chuckles against my lips before he starts to f**k me with his tongue. It feels like he’s everywhere as he adds a finger and then a second. When he bites down on my cl*t, I go off like a rocket screaming his

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Nick POV

I can’t get enough of her taste. I never expected her to come into the bathroom but every reservation I had about her not being ready flew out the window when she said to give her what she wanted. When she c*ms hard on my tongue, I lap at her juices. I’ll never get enough. She really is better than any sweet I’ve ever had. I crawl up her body, kissing a path to each breast. I pull each n**ple into my mouth and moan as she arches her back for me to take more.

God, she is perfect. When I finally make my way completely up her body, her eyes are half hooded.” Are you still with me beautiful?” She shocks me when she grabs my a**, pulling me against her. My c**k is nestled against her warm p**sy. “I swear to God, Nick, if you stop I will beat you with the candy cane,” she says and I chuckle. “Well we wouldn’t want that.” I line myself up with her core and start to push forward inch by delicious inch until I’m buried to the root.

and my Her body was made for me. I look into her eyes as I start to move. She starts to moan, thrusts become rougher. I immediately get myself under control before I hurt her or the baby. “Why the hell did you slow down,” she asks, sounding pissed. “I don’t want to hurt you or the baby, Clarice.” “I swear to God if you don’t f**k me like you own me I’m going to scream. You aren’t going to hurt me. I like it soft and rough. Right now I want it hard and rough Nick. I want to feel you tomorrow. The baby is fine. I asked the doctor.”

She grips my a** again and pulls me into her. I start to move and this time when I start to pound her, I don’t stop. I reach down between us to rub her cl*t and a few seconds later she is screaming my name. Her p**sy milks my c**k when she clamps down and two more thrusts I empty myself

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inside her body. I make no move to get off her even after our breaths even out. I look down at this

woman that I love. “You are mine.”

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