Tangled in Tinsel (a holidates series)

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The door closes behind me with a click as I reach down and adjust my cock. Fuck. I was so close to pinning Samantha on the bed and eating her pussy until she begged me to let her come.

But that’s not my role. Yet.

That yet has been eating at me for months.

Back to when Alec told us he’d seen her at a sex club and thought she’d be interested in our…kink.

A kink that’s all about worshipping, fucking, and making women turn to putty…together.

Before this weekend, we’d planned to invite her to our annual New Year’s Eve party and feel her out. Easy, natural, organic. If she was on board, then we’d take her back to our room and give her the night of her life. Everyone wins.

But now…between Mother Nature, all the fucking flirting, then hearing her moan my goddamn name, I’m done waiting. I want her naked in this fucking living room, spread wide for me to lick and fuck as I please.

Her words bounce around my thoughts as I turn the corner from the hall back into the living room.

Tell me I’m a good girl.

I’ll tell you, baby. When I’ve pinned you down for Alec to rail. Oh, fuck me.

Three sets of eyes are instantly glued to me.

“What’s with the look on your face?” Alec levels. “Did something happen?”

Fuck you for being so observant. And fuck me for having a chubby.

I shake my head before shrugging him off, walking toward the bar to make another drink. They’ll be pissed when I tell them I made an executive decision to change course because the when-to-approach is the only thing we’re ever equal votes on.

But if they heard what I heard. And saw what I saw.

“Bullshit,” Alec presses. “Why the fuck is the front of your shirt damp?”

Shit.

Jace chuckles before throwing back his whiskey. But Reed lolls his head back on the couch, grabbing his dick.

“Asshole. You got there first. You crossed the line.” He looks at Alec, shaking his head. “There’s no denying it. I can almost smell her on him.” He looks back at me. “Admit it, you dirty fuck. You couldn’t keep your dick in check.”

Rule number one: Never cross a line with a girl until you know she’s on board. It muddies the waters.

“Fine.” A horde of grumbles is launched my way. “Yes, you fucking baby. I crossed a line. I kissed her. So what?”

“Oh, come on. We’re fucked now,” Reed groans dramatically, Jace crossing his arms next to him.

I hold up a hand.

“We don’t even know if she’s into it, Reed. Plus, I was coerced.”

I can’t help the grin on my face. “She was moaning my name in the shower—”

I close my eyes briefly, drawing my bottom lip between my teeth, remembering her raspy whimpers as she came.

“—she wanted me to tell her she was a good girl.”

Jace grips the back of his neck. “Oh fuck. This girl is ideal. I’ve never wanted someone to say yes more.”

“Agreed,” Reed offers, still giving me the stink eye.

Alec leans in, nodding. “I hate to state the obvious, fellas. But if she’s not into this, then we’re stuck in the same cabin with a girl we asked to fuck, who’s on our payroll. That was the whole point of waiting until the end of the year—when her contract’s up.”

“I fired her,” I breathe out over the rim of my glass before taking another swig.

All eyes shoot to me, so I add, “Right before I kissed her. It was worth it.”

“Jesus Christ,” Alec levels, but Reed waves him off.

“No. This is good. Nothing about Samantha is like the others. We fuck random girls down for a gang bang. But we know this one. We’re unsure if she’s an observer or ready to sign up for an action-packed cock adventure. And if we ask, then she could try to hoof it home with hypothermia rather than an orgasm.”

“Is this supposed to make us feel better?” Jace interjects.

Reed smirks, relaxing back against the couch.

“The point is that it’s good Cole veered off course. None of the same rules apply. Not with her. Alec said she seemed new to the scene but intrigued, right?”

Alec nods. Reed continues, “So, I say you let me test the waters tomorrow. And if they’re deep, I dive in. If not, no harm, no foul.”

We’re all shaking our heads. But I speak first.

“No. No fucking way. That’s a terrible idea. You’re going to fuck her and then say, how about we invite everyone else? I’ve literally heard you do that. I still can’t fathom why they say yes.”

Reed’s smile is too big.

“Because I’m irresistible, dick. But, no, I’m not going to do that. I’m going to let her live out a fantasy and then tell her I can make her dreams come true. If we have the whole weekend, then there’s no other way I’d like to spend it than helping Samantha discover all her filthiest desires. Think of us like her pussy’s personal Santa Claus. And hopefully, Samantha wants to be a very naughty girl.”

We all look at each other, smirks blooming until Alec lifts his glass, the rest of us following. “That’s my kind of present. Here’s to Samantha getting her stocking stuffed and coal for Christmas.”