It's a holly jolly Christmas for me.
Carolina hummed the carol in the shower before all hell broke loose. Why wouldn't she?
Jasper Wessex had f****d her stupid.
Her body was still deliciously sore, and Carolina had been on cloud nine when she heard his snarling roar. She'd raced downstairs in her towel, and soon found out what had her hunky protector so pissed.
The living room had been stuffed chock full of Valentine's Day gifts from hell—literally.
Tender bits still throbbing with delicious little aches, and sore spots from where Jas had loved on her so damn thoroughly, she was almost embarrassed as she snorted ungracefully at his dildo joke all over him.
She'd never done that before—not snorted—that, unfortunately, she'd done frequently. It was a sinus thing, and no she could not h
