Noel Kendricks hurried up the snow shoveled sidewalk to the front door of the massive house. She tightened her jacket in attempt to ward off the cold. She could never get over the beauty of the house in front of her.
When she'd heard that it had been sold eight months ago and the owner had been in search for an interior designer, she'd fought like hell to get the job. And now she was back.
Most of the year, she was just Noel Kendricks, interior designer. But when the holidays hit, she became 'decorator for the rich and too-lazy-or-busy-to-do-it-themselves'. Not that she was complaining. It was extra money in her pockets with the hefty holiday bonuses her clients dished out.
Noel shivered as she rang the doorbell, but it wasn't because of the bone chilling weather. It was because of the panty-melting owner of the house, Adam Byrd.
When he'd hired her to decorate his home eight months ago, word had gotten around that he was a newly divorcée. He'd been all about business back then. Which was good for Noel, because the way she'd salivated over him behind closed doors... If she had even the slightest inkling that he was in to her the way she was in to him, she would have broken her cardinal rule.
No getting involved with clients.
It didn't matter that their interactions together were usually short and sweet, fraternizing with clients was still asking for trouble.
"Oh but what I would give to have him under my Christmas tree," she whispered.
She'd have to settle for decorating his Christmas tree instead, she thought as she heard the locks disengage. She did one final quick sweep of her hand over her hair and down the front of her jacket and put her best smile on.
The door swung open and Adam stood before her looking better than any Christmas treat she could imagine.
"Miss Kendricks," he said, a bright smile on his face. "So good to see you again."
"Good to see you again too," she said, caught off guard by the warm welcome. He hadn't smiled much, if at all, the last time she worked with him.
"Please, come in," he urged, opening the door wider and stepping to the side. "You must be freezing."
She wiped her stiletto thigh high boots on the door mat, the one she'd picked out for him, before entering the house.
Adam shut the door and said, "Let me take your coat."
Noel unbuttoned her jacket, and she felt his hands brush her shoulders as he helped her remove it. She turned, watching him as he hung her coat on the coat rack by the front door, another item she'd picked out.
"Can I get you something warm to drink? Hot cocoa, cider, tea?" he asked, turning to face her again.
"Cocoa, please," she said.
"Fitting for the time of year," he said, with a wink. "Make yourself comfortable, you can warm up by the fire if you'd like."
Noel nodded and watched him amble to the kitchen. She slowly walked to the living room looking around, amazed at how everything still looked as fresh as it did when she'd helped move it all in and set it up.
I wonder how his bedroom looks now...
She squeezed her eyes shut and silently chastised herself.
She dropped her messenger bag down and walked over to the fireplace, appreciating the warmth. Though Adam had done a good job of that by just smiling at her.
Noel looked around trying to envision what would be a good holiday look for the living room.
In no time, Adam was returning with a tray filled with two mugs.
He sat them down on the coffee table and Noel joined him on the couch.
"Here you go," he said, handing her a mug.
"Thanks," she said. After taking a slow sip, she looked around again and smiled at him. "I see you're putting a lot of items I picked out for you to good use around here."
"Well, you did furnish the place with a lot of user-friendly items. Most of the designers that I interviewed before you were all about making my house look like a museum. While you..." It wasn't lost on Noel the way his eyes roamed her body. She prayed her hardening nipples weren't visible through her sweater dress. "You made this place functional."
"And stylish," Noel added, unable to refrain from tooting her own horn a little.
Adam chuckled and Noel knew she was a goner, as she squeezed her thighs together tightly.
"Yes," he said, nodding. "And stylish."
As she took another sip of her cocoa, Adam asked, "So what are your holiday plans for this place?"
"Mm." She licked her upper lip, removing the light film of cocoa. She set her mug back on the tray next to Adam's untouched one, and pulled her tablet out of her messenger bag to take notes. "I don't think we'll need to do too much. We'll put a tree in the window here, decorate the fireplace and spread some holiday baubles and whatnots around the house. Oh and another tree in the foyer–"
"Whoa," Adam said, his eyes widening slightly. "Two trees? Is all of that really necessary?"
"Trust me, okay?" she said, grinning at him and reaching over to pat his arm reassuringly. She could feel his toned bicep even through the sweater he was wearing.
He returned her grin with one of his own, and held his hands up in concession. "Alright, alright. You're the expert."
They talked for a while longer, discussing more decorating plans as well as her holiday fee.
"Did you want the outside of the house decorated? I know a great company I can refer you to," she mentioned as Adam walked her to the door.
"Nah," he said, pulling her jacket off of the coat rack. "I'm already getting more than enough done on the inside for just me."
He helped her back into her coat and she did her best not to take in his fresh scent. When he was done, she turned to face him. "I'll start shopping for things tomorrow, and I'll be back the day after that to decorate."
"Looking forward to it," Adam said, opening his door.
"See you soon," she said, walking out of the house.
Thoughts of Adam Byrd all night long were sure to do the job, Noel thought as she sashayed to her car.
Adam watched as Noel strolled to her car in those impossibly high and incredibly sexy boots. His head tilted to the side and he pulled his lip between his teeth.
Had she been that damn fine eight months ago? Of course, she had. But he'd been in too much of a fog, still reeling from his divorce being finalized and having to deal with what he wanted to do with this huge house that he'd bought for them to start their life together in, to even notice Noel at the time.
But have mercy, how he noticed her now. She reached her car, and seeming to sense his eyes still on her, she looked over her shoulder at him. She waved and he returned the gesture, watching as she quickly got into her car.
He turned and went into the house, locking the door.
He looked around the house and shook his head. He really didn't need two damn trees. For what? It's not like his family was coming over for the holidays; they'd voted to have Christmas at his brother's house this year, despite his offer to host.
Adam wasn't dense. He was aware that his family was trying to spare his feelings. He knew that they assumed that he'd be in 'grinch-mode' considering the fact that his ex had decided to call it quits right around the holidays.
But he wasn't going to let her ruin his favorite time of year, which was why he'd decided to have his house decorated for the holidays, even if he was the only one who got to see and enjoy it.
Of course, Noel would see it too since she was the one decorating the place. He'd considered asking his mother for help, but after hearing several of his neighbors rave about the amazing job she'd done on their houses for Christmas, followed by stumbling across her business card in his office desk drawer, he knew it was Noel that he wanted.
To decorate the house...of course, he thought to himself.
But as he picked up the tray that held the empty mugs they'd drank out of earlier, Adam noticed the lipstick stained on her mug, and his mind drifted to what it would feel like to have those pillowy soft looking lips pressed against his.
Okay...so maybe he wanted her for more than just her decorating skills.
When Noel arrived at Adam's house two days later, she backed her company van up into the driveway. She put the van in park and watched the garage slowly lift through her rearview mirror, revealing Adam's sexy self standing there waiting for her.
"Hi!" she said, getting out of the van and heading towards Adam.
"Hey." He took a step out of her way. "Did you get everything you needed?"
"I did," she said, excitedly.
"I didn't realize you had a van," Adam said, looking at the van behind her.
Noel smiled and turned to run her hand against the van with pride.
"I've only had it for a few months," she said. "But it was long overdue. Most of the stuff I order for the houses that I design, furniture, appliance, et cetera, are delivered by the store I picked them out from. But I still pick up a lot of little things that I have to transport myself. And sometimes, not so little things."
She opened the doors to the back of the van and Adam stepped forward next to her. His arm brushed hers and the contact affected her, even through her several layers of clothing. Her skin tingled as Adam said, "Like live Christmas trees."
"I know we didn't discuss live or artificial trees and that's on me," she apologized. "But you seemed like the type who appreciates the fresh scent of pine filling your house during this time of year."
"You think so?" Adam asked, leaning against one of the back doors of the van to stare at her.
There was that look again, Noel thought to herself. He was definitely checking her out. She hadn't been completely sure two days ago, but now...
She shrugged and broke eye contact, and began removing shopping bags from the van. "You just have that vibe about you, I guess."
"Hmmm," he said, before pushing off of the door. He reached into the van and pulled out one of the trees and tossed it over his shoulder as if the nine-foot monstrosity weighed nothing more than a little Charlie Brown style tree. "Well, you're right actually. My parents have always had live trees in their home. They used to let us tag along and help pick it out."
"My parents did the same thing," Noel said with a smile as she followed him into the house. "That one goes in the foyer."
Adam set the tree against one of the walls by the double staircase in the foyer.
"That tree is going to look amazing in here," she gushed, more to herself than Adam.
But he still responded with, "Yeah?"
Noel looked at him as they headed back to the garage for more items.
"Definitely," she said. "Those stairs are the focal point of the house. I fell in love the first time I saw them last year."
"Last year?" Adam asked, confused. He pulled the other tree out of the van, this one only a seven footer. "But you only decorated the house eight months ago."
"I got to see the house last year, right when it went on the market," Noel explained as she grabbed several more bags. "I just knew I had to be the one to decorate for whoever decided to purchase the place."
"So the stage decor didn't do it for you?" Adam teased.
"Not at all."
Adam chuckled. "Well, I'm glad I hired the best woman for the job."
Noel felt her chest swell at his compliment.
"Just a few more trips to go," she said, turning to head back outside, after Adam put the second tree down in the living room.
"Hey, Miss Kendricks..."
Adam stopped her, with a gentle hand on her wrist. Noel's breath hitched at his warm hand on her skin.
"I meant to bring this up the other day..."
"Please, call me Noel," she insisted.
"Only if you'll call me Adam," he said.
I'd much rather scream it, she thought to herself. She drew her lips in, pursing them together.
"You okay?" Adam asked.
"Huh? Yes! What did you want to talk about the other day?"
"When you worked for me before. I wanted to apologize if during that time I ever came across as rude or...standoffish. It was a really rough time for me then."
"What?" she asked, genuinely surprised. She shook her head. "I never felt that way, Adam. Not at all. I mean maybe you were a little standoffish, but you were definitely never rude. Just...straightforward. I can respect that. You needed a service and I provided it for you."
"With my divorce being finalized and the closing on this house all at the same time, I was so overwhelmed over what to do with this place. I was lost without you," he admitted. "I should have told you that back then."
She knew he meant it in a business manner, but still hearing him say that he was lost without her made her feel all tingly inside.
Get your shit together, she fussed internally.
"I was glad to assist," she said. She couldn't help but point out, "You do seem to be in much brighter spirits now."
Adam smiled and nodded. "I am."
Noel returned his smile. "That's good to know."
She looked down and noticed his hand still around her wrist.
"I still feel like I need to properly thanked you," he said.
Noel chuckled lightly. "The bonus you paid me was plenty thanks." She gently pulled her arm away and headed for the van. "We're letting all of the freezing air in the house."
He helped her with the rest of the bags and then Adam closed the garage.
His cell phone rang.
"Damn," he whispered. "Please excuse me, it's work."
"Take your time," she said, waving him off, eager to get started. She watched him as he answered his phone and headed for his office. Then she turned, clapped her hands and rubbed them together in anticipation.
"Let's get this show on the road."
What should have been a twenty minute call ended up lasting over two hours. Adam smiled as he walked out of his office and heard holiday music filling his home.
As he came around one side of the staircase, he noticed the top of the tree swaying in the air. The sound of Noel grunting had him quickening his pace.
"Whoa!" he said, reaching over her head to catch the tree before it fell on top of her. "What the hell are you doing?"
"My job," she huffed, clearly out of breath. "Usually I have extra hands but they're all off for vacation already."
"I would have been more than happy to help, Noel," Adam said, adjusting the tree.
"Don't move!" she shouted.
He looked down and swallowed a groan when she slid down to the ground in front of him, landing on her knees, ass in the air as she reached under the tree to tighten the bolts to keep it in place. The back of her sweater rode up revealing a peek of the soft looking brown skin of her lower back and the leggings she had on stretched tautly against her behind.
There's no way she's wearing underwear, he found himself thinking. Maybe a tho–
"Okay, we should be good to go," she said, hopping up. "Thanks."
Adam quickly released the tree and shoved his hands in his pockets, in an attempt to adjust himself discreetly. He turned away from her and looked up.
"Wow," he said in awe. "You got a lot done."
She'd already wrapped garland all the way up both handrails of the stairs. There were big red bows on both ends at the landings of both staircases.
"You ain't seen nothing yet," she said, and led the way to the living room.
The living room was festively done up. There were dishes full of pine cone that gave off a cinnamon scent that mingled with the pine from the trees.
And speaking of trees...
Adam narrowed his eyes at Noel when he noticed she'd already managed to get the other tree up by herself.
"What?" she asked, innocently. "That one was actually easier to put up. Don't tell me you're one of those macho men that thinks women can't do heavy labor."
"Not at all. But that's not the point," Adam said. "I'm not saying you can't, just that you don't have to if I'm around."
The corner of her sexy mouth quirked up. "Well it's nice to see that chivalry isn't completely dead."
He had to admit, a part of him was thankful they didn't have to have a repeat of a few minutes ago. The way she'd perfectly arched her back while she was on her knees sent his mind into overdrive.
He walked over to the fireplace and admired all of the Christmas themed items sitting on the mantle. There were several pieces of decor that were distressed wood with holiday words on them, such as hope, believe, joy and...
"What a way to leave your mark," Adam teased, picking up the last sign that said 'Noel'.
Noel shook her head as she hung a glass ball ornament on the tree.
"It was part of the set," she murmured.
Adam nodded, even though her back was now toward him, and sat the sign back on the mantle.
"I'm sure this time of year can be quite annoying for you, all things considered," he said as made his way back over to her.
Noel rolled her eyes. "Believe me when I tell you, I'm sure I've heard just about every corny 'Noel' holiday joke there is. And people don't hesitate to sing to me. That's the price of being a holiday baby, I guess. Whenever I go out to eat and waiters find out it's my birthday and what my name is, they break out into medleys of 'Happy Birthday' and 'The First Noel'. Always."
"When is your birthday?" he asked. It had to have been recently or coming up soon since she mentioned being a holiday baby.
She cleared her throat and avoided his gaze as she mumbled indiscernibly.
"I'm sorry, what?" he asked.
Adam froze and turned to her.
"Wait, did you say today? Today is your birthday?"
She nodded and continued hanging ornaments from the tree as if it were no big deal.
He reached up and wrapped his hand around her wrist. And felt that same spark he felt every time he touched her.
"Why in the world are you here...working on your birthday?" he asked.
"Because I want to be," Noel said. "I enjoy my work. Especially at this time of year."
Adam shook his head. "Doesn't matter. Even I take off for my birthday and I've been called a mega workaholic."
He grabbed the ornament from her hand and tossed it onto the couch.
"Be careful with those, Adam," she said. "What are you doing?"
He slid his hand from around her wrist to interlock his fingers with hers and pulled her to foyer.
"Get your shoes on," he ordered as he grabbed their coats off of the coat rack.
"Adam–" she called out, but he cut her off when he returned.
"As of this very minute, you're officially off the clock for the day," he said.
"So you're sending me off?" she asked, eyes wide.
"No, I'm taking you out."
He helped her into her coat and then put his own on as she turned to face him, her face still covered in shock.
"I've been trying to figure out how to ask you out anyway," he finally admitted, with a grin. "Plus, I have to hear this medley you mentioned."
"You've wanted to ask me out?" she asked.
"Yeah." There was no point in beating around the bush.
He noticed the way she began to worry her lip between her teeth.
"Is there a problem?" he asked. He hoped she wasn't about to turn him down. Noel was the first woman that he'd felt a connection with beyond anything physical. The first woman he'd felt the desire to actively pursue since his divorce.
Finally, much to his relief, she shook her head and smiled.
"No problem at all. Let's go."
Noel sat in the restaurant booth grinning widely, her palms covering her cheeks as their waiter finished up his rendition of 'Happy Birthday/The First Noel'. Just as she predicted.
They'd shared a nice meal and Adam had made sure to inform the waiter of both her birthday and her name when they first arrived, earning him a glare. But now she couldn't hide her huge smile as he watched her from across the table, his eyes lit with amusement.
"Make a wish," Adam said, nodding his head toward the cupcake with a single candle lit on top.
She squeezed her eyes shut tightly, took a deep breath and blew out a candle.
"What did you wish for?" he asked.
She grinned and shook her head. "If I tell you, it won't come true," she teased, pulling the end of the candle between her lips to suck the icing away.
She didn't miss the way his eyes zeroed in on her lips. The desire there matched her birthday/Christmas wish. She wouldn't mind his lips replacing the candle. And if the way he kept looking at her was any indication, he'd happily oblige.
"So," she said, deciding to change the subject. "Before we left your house, you mentioned being a 'mega workaholic'."
"I used to be," Adam admitted. "But not so much anymore."
"What do you do?"
"I own a digital signage company."
"Digital signage?" she asked, as she tore off a piece of her cupcake.
"Yeah, you know the digital billboards you see when driving on the freeway or in Times Square? Or the interactive kiosks in department stores?"
"Oh, yeah," she said, nodding.
"Well my company works with businesses to help them get the most bang for the buck, advertising-wise."
"Gotcha. And you're the head of your own company? That's amazing."
Adam shrugged and sat back against the booth seat. "Yeah, well, after I discovered that my work was making the previous company I was employed at millions of dollar... within several months... I decided it was time to stop padding other people's pockets–"
"And pad your own instead," Noel said.
"Bingo," Adam said, pointing a finger in her direction. "It took a while, I had to wait to a few years for the non-compete clause from my last employer to finally lapse. But it was worth the wait."
"I definitely understand that."
"I guess you would, being a business owner yourself. What made you want to get into interior design?" Adam asked.
"It's just one of those things I've been passionate about since I was a little girl. I was always decorating my dollhouses. And I got in so much trouble rearranging the furniture in my house." She laughed as she said, "I can still hear my mother fussing at me. And my dad was never too pleased about me moving his TV."
"And how do they feel about your career decision now?"
Noel smiled as she picked at the last of her cupcake. "They're pretty damn proud."
"As they should be," Adam said. He leaned forward again, resting his folded hands on top of the table. "Can I ask you something? It's been on my mind all night."
"Of course," she said.
"When I said I was taking you out and had been trying to figure out a way to ask you out anyway, why do I get the feeling that you were looking for a reason to say no?"
"Because I was," she blurted out.
"Wow," he said, but was still smiling. "I definitely appreciate your honesty."
"I didn't want to," she quickly added. "I really didn't want to; but, you see, I have this rule. Not to get involved with clients."
"Aaaah, so you're breaking one of your rules right now, being out with me."
"Well, it is my birthday," she stated, looking up at him through her eyelashes. "And I'm supposed to get whatever I want on that day, right?"
Adam's face spread into a sexy grin, and his eyes darkened as he said, "That's right."
"So I don't think breaking my rule this time, will be such a bad thing."
Adam reached across the table and swiped his thumb along the corner of Noel's mouth, catching some wayward icing.
"Neither do I," he said, before he licked the icing off of his thumb.
Adam pulled into his garage and turned off his car before hitting the button to shut the garage door. He got out of the car and went around to the other side to open the door for Noel.
She thanked him as he helped her out of the car.
"Today was the best birthday I've had in a long time," she said.
"I was more than happy to make your day a special one for you," Adam said. They entered the house and Adam was about to walk her to the front door when her words stopped him.
"I changed my mind."
"You changed your mind about what?" he asked, looking down at her.
"About telling you what my birthday wish was."
"Okay," he said, grinning.
His eyes grew wide when Noel reached up and grabbed both sides of his face and pulled him into a mind-numbing kiss.
It caught him off guard, in the best way possible. He wrapped one arm around her waist, beneath her coat and the other hand slid into her hair, pushing her winter hat off of her head.
He coaxed her mouth open with his tongue, and she willingly separated her lips for him. The soft little moan that she let out against his mouth had his dick hardening against her stomach.
There was no hiding his want for her now. He pulled her bottom lip into his mouth, gently nipping it, before they separated for air.
"I want you," Adam told Noel, brushing his thumb across her lower lip.
Noel took a step back, out of his arms. He knew it was crazy for him to want her this badly, he barely knew the woman. But despite that simple fact, he was still prepared to plead his case, if she was about to try and turn him down.
But then Noel reached for the buttons on her coat, undid them and removed it, letting it hit the floor.
"I've wanted you since the first time we met," she said, her voice husky. She toed off her boots, pivoted on her feet and headed for the stairs.
She'd barely made it halfway up the staircase before he reached out, spun her around to face him and yanked her to his body, kissing her deeply. He pressed her back against the wall and grabbed the hem of her sweater and pulled it off of her and tossed it over his shoulder, sending it flying over the banister.
His lips went to her neck, and his tongue flicked across her earlobe, causing her body to shiver against his. His lips moved further down and his fingers danced higher and higher until both his mouth and hands met at her heaving breasts. He tugged her bra down, palmed one of the gorgeous globes and brought it to his mouth. Noel moaned and Adam felt her breast push further into his mouth and it turned him on even more. While he feasted on one breast, he massaged the other at the same time.
The scent of her arousal filled his nostrils and he knew there was no way they were making it to the bed. At least not for the first time.
He turned her around, reached for her leggings and dragged them down, peeling them off the same way he would unwrap his Christmas presents. He stood there staring at her, her anticipation literally vibrating off of her in waves and seeming to hit him right between his legs. His dick twitch and propelled him into action. He quickly undressed, sending his clothes flying everywhere; on to the banister, down the stairs. He was pretty sure his underwear had landed on the undecorated Christmas tree. And he was pretty sure he didn't give a damn as he rolled the condom on.
He pulled Noel against him, his erection resting between her ass cheeks, and he pressed an open-mouth kiss on her shoulder before he turned them both and lowered her down onto the stairs.
She arched her back, just like she'd done earlier in the day beneath the tree and he almost came from the sight alone. He ran in his tongue up her back, from the base of her spine to the nape of her neck, causing her to grind her hips against his.
"Adam..." she whimpered.
He nudged her legs open with his knee and then grabbed her hips.
"You ready," he rasped.
He watched as she gripped the edge of a step above her head with one hand and wrapped her other hand around one of the banister spindles, bracing herself. She vigorously nodded her head and she let out the sexiest cry when he slammed inside of her.
Her pussy was so snug around his shaft. He looked down, watching as he glided in and out of her, his dick glistening from her wetness. He kept up his pace and she met him stroke for stroke. Every time he would thrust upward, she would bear down on him, so that her ass would smack against his groin.
When he could sense her climax on the horizon, he reached between her legs pinched her clit between his fingers.
"Adaaaam!" Noel screeched.
"That's it," he growled, pounding into her faster and faster. "Come for me, baby."
And then the woman did the unimaginable. She reached between both of their legs, massaged his balls and an astronomical orgasm hit him, causing his entire body to seize up.
After a moment, Adam realize that he'd actually forgotten to breathe and took in a deep breath, his lungs screaming for air.
"Dammit woman," he gasped. "Are you trying to kill me?"
Noel's sexy little chuckle had his dick, that was still inside of her, swelling again already.
"Not at all," she said.
He pulled out of her and then scooped her up in to his arms. He noticed her elbows and knees looked slightly reddened.
"Are you okay?" he asked. "I should have been more mindful, the stairs couldn't have been too comfortable, especially since they're not carpeted."
"It was sooo worth it," she said, her smiling face looking completely sated.
He carried her up the stairs, deposited her onto his bed and then went to the bathroom to dispose of the condom. He came back to the room to find Noel beneath the covers. He joined her in the bed, and she snuggled her body against hers.
He kissed her on the top of her head and before he drifted off to sleep, he heard her sigh, "Best. Birthday. Ever."
"You just can't help yourself, can you?"
Noel gasped and looked up to find Adam staring at her from over the railing at the top of the stairs. She'd woken up in the middle of the night and crept out of bed with every intention of just going to the kitchen to get a glass of water, but when her eyes landed on the Christmas tree in the foyer, like Adam had said, she just couldn't help herself.
Smiling, she said, "I told you earlier, I enjoy my job. Especially this time of year."
Noel watched as Adam shook his head and walked down the stairs to join her. He stopped behind her and she knew he was checking her out in his T-shirt that barely covered her ass. He picked up an ornament and hung it on the tree and they worked together to decorate the lower half of the tree in silence for awhile.
"We'll need a ladder to decorate the top half," Noel said. "And to remove..."
She pointed to the top of the tree, grinning, and Adam looked up to see his underwear hanging from where the star would eventually go. She'd been slightly shocked at the sight before her as she descended the stairs earlier. Their clothes had been strewn all over the place, up and down the stairs.
"Right," he chuckled. "We did get kind of–"
"Out of control?" she finished.
Adam put another ornament on the tree and then turned to Noel. "You're not regretting it, are you? Because I distinctly remember you vowing that this was the 'Best. Birthday. Ever.'"
Noel moved toward him and pressed her body up against his, wrapping her arms around his neck. "No," she said. "I'm not regretting anything about tonight."
"Good," Adam said. "Because I'd really like to continue what we've started. I like you, Noel. A lot."
Noel's cheeks nearly hurt from the smile on her face. "I like you a lot too, Adam."
"Why don't we finish this later?" he suggested.
He took her hand in his and led her up the stairs back to his bedroom. Noel was climbing back in the bed when she heard Adam say, "I found this downstairs in one of the bags."
She turned around and found him grinning as he held up an bundle of artificial mistletoe.
"I guess that means I have to kiss you now, huh?" she asked.
Adam joined her in the bed, and Noel pulled him on top of her and gave him a searing kiss.
He pulled away, and looked down at her with a wolfish grin. He teased her skin with the felt material of the fake plant, between her breasts and down her belly, stopping beneath her navel.
"Now it's my turn to kiss you," he said, before he buried his head between her legs to kiss her other lips.
from Té Russ Novels