His Christmas Rose (2 page)

When he came back in, it was no use. It was as though she had a string that was attached to him. He felt the need to be by her. This made him want to visit the boxing ring and beat the shit out of some random dude or better yet, Mitchell Landry. He let his frustration show as he slammed the door. She drowsily woke up when he dropped the bags onto the kitchen counter. She stared up at him with sexy sleepy eyes that made him hard. So fucking hard, he was pissed. He started slamming the cabinets as he put the groceries away.

“I am sorry I am making you mad. I will leave first thing in the morning. The sun will warm me. I am truly sorry for the mix up.” The first look her blurred eyes had was of a man who hated her. She needed to go as soon as possible. She had heard briefly that they were wrongfully accusing her father for something, but by his past and most recent behavior, they weren’t lying, Mitchell Landry was.

“Well, it is too late now, you disturbed my solitude.” As much as he wanted her to leave, he wanted her to stay more.

“I told you I could walk back or maybe hitchhike. The people seem nice here.” He tilted his head and narrowed his eyes at her in disbelief and fury. He placed the can he was about to put away on the counter. She had not seen the full force of his anger, but she was going to get a good dose of it right now. He stormed right up to her, which left her trapped with her butt at the arm of the couch, nearly tipping over backwards. He was so close she could feel his breath as he breathed deeply in frustration, causing her to squeeze her thighs together to fight the immediate need for relief. “You are not leaving. It is not safe out there. It is fucking cold if you haven’t noticed, and it is too fucking dangerous for a sexy ass woman to be roaming the road looking for a ride.” He thought she was sexy. She nearly melted from his words. “I promise you, if you try that shit, I will bring your ass back and spank the shit out of you, little girl. If you want to try me, be my guest.” He was barely holding back the desire to kiss and throttle her at the same time. To fight her attraction to him she lashed back out at him, pushing her body forward, no longer cowering. The problem was that she had brought her body closer to his.

“I am not your guest. I seem to be a nuisance. Well, you don’t want me here and you don’t want me to leave. What the fuck am I supposed to do, just magically disappear?” She had a lot of sass and gave it to her host. Rose acted out the ‘poof’ disappearing act that instead of annoying him had turned him on, testing his control.

“You are smart all right, a real smart ass. Little girl, I could give you a lesson on how not to test a man, or I might just take what your father was offering to me, right now.” He ran his hand gently down her cheek with his large warm strong hands caressing her with intent. She breathed in his scent that was so tempting with him so close, attempting to control her reaction and not turn into his caress. Finally she forced herself to push away when his delicious threat penetrated her desire induced fog in her brain.

“He didn’t offer me to you. I must have gotten the coordinates wrong.” She was afraid and turned on at the same time. His touch only added to her attraction to Spencer Kane.

“Honey, those coordinates in the GPS are not even remotely close to your cousin’s home. I know, because he is the only Landry relative I could tolerate until tonight. What were you doing going to your cousin’s house this time of the year anyway? He isn’t even there. He goes somewhere warm for the holidays. It is less than a week until Christmas.”

“My dad called me two days ago with a change in holiday plans. Instead of coming home for the holidays, I should go see Reed and he would be expecting me. He said it was all set up and Reed would take care of me.” He could tell in her words that she was sincere.

“Where were you that you had to come home for the holidays?” He was hoping to hell she was not with some guy. He might have to go find a motherfucker to kill.
Why was he feeling like this
, he thought.

“I am in my first semester at UNE. I know Reed should be waiting for me. He is probably getting scared that I have not shown up yet.” She was feeling anxious. Next to her was the most handsome man she had ever seen. He was at least six foot three and a solid wall of muscles that couldn’t be hidden through his cardigan. He was so much hotter than her boyfriend, Rick. Spencer had brown hair and green eyes that were brightened by the anger she and her father apparently evoked in him, and by the size of the bulge in his pants he was extremely well endowed. That was another reason to keep her suddenly overly sensitive body away from his. He walked away from her for some breathing room and grabbed the phone he had set on the counter when he got in.

“Come here, babe. Look at my phone.” Surprisingly she obeyed his command. She wasn’t sure if it was his sweet tone or the fact she was having a hard time saying no to him.

He pulled up a text from Reed:

Hey man since you will be in town can you double check the locks I think I forgot to lock them before I left.

“I checked his locks before I came up the road and spotted the sexy trap your father set up. Now beautiful, you have two choices. You can either feed me some food, or I will make something for us to eat and you can feed me your little pussy for dessert.”

“You are a pig. I only cook for my boyfriend and you are not him and my thighs don’t open for you either.” She had thrown down the gauntlet and he gladly picked it up.

“Sweetheart, I am hungry and horny as fuck, those are the only two options you have.” He was trying to get her to deny the blatant attraction between them, daring her to take his offer.

“Fine, I will cook because my body doesn’t belong to you,” she huffed and tried to get away by turning to go into the kitchen, but he quickly turned her back to face him as sniffed her neck and whispered to her.

“No, sweetheart, I can smell your sweet pussy and it isn’t for some jackass. It is calling for me.”

“You are an...” He put his hands to her lips and whispered in a threatening voice.

“Don’t go there, beautiful. Let me show you what you are in for.”

He pulled her into his arms and kissed her with a jealousy he didn’t know he had. She had to mention a boyfriend, who she claimed her pussy belonged to. Nope it belongs to Spencer Kane. If she thinks otherwise, she is sorely mistaken. He lifted her up and she instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist. Rose slipped her fingers into his hair and deepened the kiss. He was glad her resolve weakened easily, the ache in his pants was getting painfully hard to ignore. The bedroom was his destination, he had his Rose wrapped around him like a vine. He didn’t bother to turn on the overhead lights as he laid her on the bed using the light on the bedside table to illuminate her face. God he was in trouble. This woman had done something to him and he was not happy about it.

He looked down at her lust drugged eyes. Then it dawned on him. There were no condoms here and he didn’t have any on him. He hadn’t been planning on fucking anyone ever again. Fuck it, he will get some tomorrow. He wasn’t going to let her get away from him anyway. He would have to wait. When he started to tell his body to pull away, all hell broke loose. She started kissing his neck and chin and he cracked under all the pressure. He started to undress her as she helped him take off his clothes. He leaned back to look at the magnificent sight before him. Never had he seen such unrestrained beauty.

Rose laid there in the sexy lingerie her mother made her purchase last month on her visit to the campus, telling her that men liked a woman in sexy underwear. She had tossed out all of her comfortable and covering undergarments. Not that Rose was against the change, she felt beautiful and sexy in them, and the way this handsome man was staring down at her made them worth the price. However, she still knew this was wrong. She thought about all the ways it was wrong to be in this man’s arms.

She tried to push him off her, but that wasn’t going to happen. He didn’t know what it was, but the moment she mentioned not belonging to him, he went a little nuts. He never wanted to own a woman before, never wanted to possess one so completely, but something about the little girl had him going caveman.

“Little girl, you are not going anywhere. Tonight you are being fucked by a real man, not some sorry excuse for a boyfriend, who would let you travel at night in the middle of a storm by yourself. I wouldn’t let you travel to the grocery store by yourself on a sunny day.” He looked at the beauty trapped in his arms. Her eyes were screaming for more of his touch and he complied. He ran his hands down the side of her body from the edge of her large breasts to the round contours of her ass. She moaned and purred with his touch. He knew there was no way that he could stop now with her reaction to his simple touch. “Tell me you don’t want me. Tell me you don’t want to feel me inside of you. Tell to stop and mean it,” he growled in her ear as he dared her to say no.

He captured her lips in a kiss that sent her panties up in flames. She couldn’t tell him no and he knew it. She wanted to so bad. She didn’t want to be his next fling. She had a boyfriend that she should be faithful to, but the moment he exited the truck and carried her into the house, she felt like there was no turning back. She should hate him. He looked down on her and thought she was sent here to seduce him. She had no such plans, but I guess it was her father who thought otherwise. All her thoughts were gone when he started his assault on her senses.

He traveled down her body, leaving no part of her untouched by his hands. His mouth followed suit. His tongue bathed her silky chest, causing her nipples to harden under her lacy bra. His darkened prize barely hidden behind a sexy bra. He teased her by biting down lightly on her nipple. He was losing his control. He wanted to taste her all the way so the bra had to go. He reached around and undid the clasp, pulling the bra from her body had unleashed perfection. Her breasts we round, firm, and more than a handful. Damn, she closed her eyes and moaned out her pleasure at his first caress of her bared breast. Each masterful touch warranted a sigh of need for more. He answered her moan by taking her nipple into his warm hungry mouth, licking and sucking her peak with needy impatience. The feeling of elation was immediate, her chest rose to meet his mouth, begging for more as his other hand moved down her waist and under the seam of her panties.

Careful not to crush her with his weight, he had most of his body lying to the side of her, giving him more access to her hidden treasure. His fingers caressed her pussy, working his way to her entrance. She had just enough hair covering her parts and that turned him on further. He could feel her wetness coating his fingers. Her desire was spurring him on, demanding he respond to her need and to make sure she was completely satisfied. The beast he had hidden inside him had been unleashed.

He looked her right in her eyes as he gripped her hair and kissed her profoundly. “Rose, I have decided that you are mine. I am going to take you tonight over and over again, and you will never be going back to some lame boyfriend. If you do, he is a dead man. No, no, no, don’t get scared, baby. It is just over between you two as of now. I will tell him myself because I refuse to let my woman have contact with her ex. Is that understood?”

“But…”

“No buts, I have decided to claim you. There will be no going back. Your father may have sent you here to protect his interests, but he fucked up. I am keeping you. You are making me so hard. Feel it rubbing against your inner thigh. Yes, rub against it. You like that don’t you?” He kissed her again. Kissing her had become a must. Fuck, he didn’t really care for kissing, that was for teenagers and punks. He was into fucking and fucking hard, but with her he couldn’t get enough. His tongue delved deep into her mouth, tasting and consuming her.

“Damn, you are so fucking sexy. Listen to me, I am going to eat your pussy because it has been dripping for me and my mouth is watering for it.” He slid her panties off, allowing his face to rub on the soft baby fine hair at her apex. “It’s time to stop and smell my Roses.” He could not get enough.  He parted her thighs and wasted no time penetrating her folds with his greedy talented tongue. Spencer had never experienced pure pleasure like this before. He needed more, he wanted her to come on his tongue to give him all of her juices. His cock was getting restless, his juices were leaking all over the bed. He pushed her legs wide open until she had them as wide as they could go. He gripped her thighs and bit down on her aching clit, giving her the push she needed to send her over the edge.

She found it so sexy that he growled as he ate at her body. He was going at her body like he couldn’t get enough. When he bit down, she could not control the spasms that attacked her body nor the scream of ecstasy that rented the room. He rose up as she rode her orgasm and skillfully thrust his enormous cock into her untried entrance.

“What the hell?” Spencer had been confused but fucking thrilled. She just sealed her fate with that shit. He was not letting her go now, no matter if she was in on the setup with her dad or not, and he was going to knock her up.

“Oh, please don’t stop…please don’t.” Rose was afraid he would be turned off and would want to stop.

“Don’t worry, baby, ain’t gonna happen. You just should have told me. I don’t want to break your pussy, I want to own it. It’s mine now, you are mine now.” He slowly pulled out and pushed further in. He hadn’t gotten very deep yet. He still had more to go and he was on a ‘conquer all’ mission. He continued to drive in and out of her tight little cunt. Her walls lubricating his path, but he needed more. He was too big for her petite body. He took her lips in his, wrapping his tongue around hers, stimulating her senses, driving her wild with passion and flooding her womb with her need. He held her tight, feeling like he needed to get closer to her as though she would disappear, as though all of this was just a fantasy.

She needed more of him, “Spencer…”

“Yes, baby? What do you need?”

“More!” He ground his pelvis into her, grinding in circles giving her the extra friction and getting him deeper and deeper into her.

“Kiss me,” he ravished her lips and started pumping into her over and over again, causing her to spiral into a world of delighted ecstasy. He bellowed his release, the animalistic growl of her name echoed through the cabin.

She stroked his hair as he rested his head on her chest, trying to catch his breath. They lay in that embrace for a few minutes until he could take no more.

“That was perfect,” he spoke very matter of fact, then kissed her lips chastely, and rose up off the bed in a rush and into the bathroom. He needed to think.