Naughty Before Christmas (Decadent Delight Series #3) (8 page)

When she
finally cried out his name at the top of her lungs, Reggie continued to suck her clit gently until her legs collapsed onto the mattress and her breathing slowed.
With a cocky grin, he slid onto the bed beside her and she
wrapped her arms around him.

“You good?” he asked.

“Yes.” She smiled
lazily. “What about you?”

“Nope, but I will be in a minute.”

Berlin felt her kitty pulsate, then throb with the need
to have him deep within her.
“I can’t wait,” she whined.

Laughing
softly, Reggie positioned himself between her legs, spreading her wide, and t
hen gazed down at her for a long intense moment that made her quiver while the head of his dick rubbed against her clit.

Reggie
entered her so slowly Berlin thought she would lose her mind.
“Reggie, baby, quit teasing me,” she whimpered. “Fuck me, please!” She cupped his buttocks
and dragged him inside.

And then
Reggie began to move. 

Long
deep strokes, sliding out inch by inch then pushing forward again, and again, filling her. He was teasing her and she was wet, slick and so aroused her head was thrashing around on the pillow. She brought her legs up around his waist and then he increased his speed and plunged into her, stroking her sensitive flesh while he hissed and cussed under his breath. And just when she didn’t think she could hold on a moment longer, he called out her name.

“
I’m about to come,” he groaned.

She
gasped with pleasure as he pumped rapidly between her thighs. She was once again bathed in sexual bliss and within seconds Reggie exploded hard inside her then groaned with his climax.

Finally, he
collapsed on top of her, his chest heaving, breath rapid, and she wrapped her arms around him.

Several moments later,
Berlin broke the silence. “Reggie,” she began between breaths. “I want to apology for my behavior this weekend.”

Reggie
rolled off of her, his head lay beside her on the pillow. The light left his eyes as he said, “No, I’m the one who should be apologizing. I never should have taken money outta savings without asking you first.” Leaning forward, he planted a kiss to the tip of her nose.

Still holding his gaze, she nodded.
“True, but I overreacted and I’m sorry.”

“No you—”

Berlin pressed a finger to his lips, silencing him. “No, listen. We’re married. I have to trust my husband and have his back. Mom always said that the man is the head of the household and a wife needs to support her husband’s decisions. If you say it’s a good investment then I need to believe you and stand by your decision.”

He nodded. “Okay
,” he said his warm breath tickling her nose. “Thanks for supporting me.”

“We’re a team, remember?”

Reggie gave her that irresistible smile that she loved so much. “Absolutely,” he murmured. Leaning forward, he planted his lips to hers again then drew back and their eyes locked. “I love your crazy butt.”

“And I love you.
” She giggled. “However, tomorrow during lunch, I want you to take me to see
our
investment.”

“You got it.” He chuckled and dragged her into his embrace.

Reggie turned on his windshield wipers. Snow was coming down heavily and visibility wasn’t the best. 

He was heading to a kitchen renovation in Olivette
, Missouri and he was hoping to arrive before the rest of his crew. The client was some mystery writer who worked from home and she insisted they keep the noise down to a bare minimum.

Yeah, right.

The Tuscan-style kitchen she wanted was going to require a complete gut job. With Christmas only weeks away, he was glad to have his crew working again. The rest of his men he had payrolled to help with the house in Arbor Meadows.

Yesterday he had
taken Berlin to Chesterfield to see the property and she had reacted just the way he had anticipated—she fell in love with it. The six-thousand square foot home was everything his wife dreamed about and more, with an open floor plan and numerous large windows that guaranteed lots of natural light. There was no mistaking the desire shining in her eyes as she walked through one room after another. She explained how she would decorate each area, and even made several suggestions to his renovation plans. When he was finally able to drag her away from the house and into his vehicle, Reggie watched as she stared out the window at the house until it was no longer in sight and then sighed.

“Boo, listen to
me.”

Berlin
turned on the seat and met his gaze. “Yes, I’m listening.”

“Someday, somehow, I’m going to get you a house just like that even if I hav
e to build it with my own hands,” he added with a wink.

“I know you will
,” she told him, smiling warmly. He lifted her hand to his lips and nipped at her index finger.

A horn blowing, snapped Reggie from his thoughts and he focused his attention on the slippery roads
ahead. The last thing he needed was to be in a car accident.

A few blocks from the worksite, he pulled into a convenience store
parking lot. He climbed out the truck and squinted his eyes as snow blew all around his face. After he stepped inside, he stopped by the deli counter to order two sausage-and-cheese biscuits, then strolled to the back and made himself a large black coffee.

Trey had texted him earlier and said he was going by the
Arbor Meadows house to work on the iron railing for the turned staircase. He was grateful for his friends. It was rare when you found four men just as determined as he was to succeed.

The c
lerk called his number and Reggie grabbed his order from the deli counter and moved in line at one of the registers.

“
That will be six-nineteen.”

He reached his winter-chilled fingers inside his pocket and removed his wallet.
“Can I also get two
Missouri Lotto
tickets and the winning numbers from Wednesday’s drawing?” Reggie asked as he handed her a ten.

“
Somebody won the three million dollar jackpot,” she told him as she moved over to the lottery machine and hit the buttons.

His brow quirked.
“Really?”

She nodded her spiky red hair.
“Yep. The winning ticket was bought in Jefferson City.”

Reggie scowled with
envy. “Damn, some people have all the luck.”

“
I know, right,” she agreed.

He waited while she moved over to the machine and within seconds
three tickets spat out that she handed to him. “Thank you.”

“
Good luck!” she said giving him his first smile of the day.

He
stepped back out into the chilly weather and into his work truck. He checked his cell phone and discovered Berlin had called. “Hey boo,” he began as soon as she answered. “You up?”

She gave a soft moan that made his dick hard just hearing it.
“Yes, I’m getting ready to head into the shower. I didn’t hear you leave this morning.”

He took a moment to remember her lying there, naked, auburn hair
fanning the white pillowcase. If he hadn’t been anxious to get a head start this morning, he would have done a lot more than just stared. “I kissed your shoulder but decided to let you sleep.”

“
I wish you hadn’t.” Her purr hinted at naughty thoughts.

He
groaned a warning, “Boo, don’t start that shit. Otherwise, my ass will be driving back home.”

Berlin
giggled playfully and added flirtatiously in the phone, “I guess you’ll owe me tonight.”

“
Trust and believe, I plan on being all up in that before I take my boots off,” he promised between sips of coffee. “Stroking, licking, and sucking every drop.”

They talked a few minutes longer and he was seconds away from driving back to
his house when Berlin remembered she had a nine o’clock meeting.

Smiling
, Reggie ended the call and reached for his wallet and was getting ready to put his tickets away when he decided to check his numbers. He removed the stub from Wednesday’s drawing and compared it to a ticket in his wallet. He lined up the two rows of numbers, and when he gazed down at the winning numbers, his eyes flicked back, forth, back again, and then his breath stalled.

12
36  8  1  22  3

Frantically, h
is eyes scanned both sets of numbers again.

It was a perfect match.

No fucking way.

Shak
ing with nerves and excitement, Reggie snatched his keys, jumped out of his truck and practically ran into a man coming out the store. “Sorry,” he mumbled before stepping inside the convenience store. He needed verification fast. Quickly, he got back in line, clutching the ticket possessively in his hand until he reached the counter.

“
You want to buy another lottery ticket?” the cashier asked with that same smile.

“
Uh-uh. Can you check this ticket for me?” Reggie said and it wasn’t until he handed it to her that he realized his hand had been trembling.

“
Sure.” She scanned the barcode. When he heard the bell chime, and the cash prize flashed across the lottery screen, the cashier gasped and shouted, “You won!”

T
he three million dollar jackpot.

*  *  *

“You wanted to see me?”

“Come on in
,” Berlin said as she looked up from her chair and waved him into her office.

Cameron Clarke.

The man she had once been determined to make her baby’s daddy. Now she laughed every time she thought about it. Cameron was now the medical director of the clinic. “I have November’s expense report ready for your signature.”

With a smile, he walked over and took the folder from her hand.
“I’ll look over it at lunch and get back with you.”

She nodded
approvingly. “How’s Cynthia?” She was referring to his wife.

The sudden
scowl indicated things weren’t going as well as they should. “Not too good. She still blames the whole world including me for the accident,” he added with a heavy sigh.

Six months ago,
Cameron and his wife were on their way back from a comedy show when a semi-truck swerved in front of them, causing Cameron to slam his Porsche into a tree. Cameron had walked away with minor injuries but his wife sustained serious trauma to her legs and was told she might never walk again. The couple also found out she had been pregnant with their first child.

“
Just give her time. I’m sure she’ll come around,” she said, being optimistic.

“
Yes, I know,” he replied although he didn’t look so sure. “How’s the baby doing?” he asked. And her heart went out to him for losing his.

She glanced down briefly at her stomach and
felt guilty for grinning. “She’s doing fine.” There was no mistaking the envy in Cameron’s eyes. “Yeah, my man Reggie is excited.” The two men went way back to grammar school. Berlin liked to think it was because of Cameron that she and Reggie were now together, especially since it had been Cameron she had been pursuing before Reggie decided to intervene, and stole her heart in the process.

A slow, lazy grin curved his mouth as he
watched her sitting behind the desk caressing her baby bump. “Reggie’s a lucky man. I’m really happy for both of you.”

Berlin
inclined her head in simple acknowledgment of the compliment.

There was that look of envy again
, only this time with a hint of sadness. “Well, I’ll bring this back later.”

After he returned to the cli
nic, Berlin swiveled around on the chair and gazed out the window thinking about how much her life had changed. A ten-step plan? A doctor? She giggled at the memory. She couldn’t imagine being married to anyone but Reggie. In the last five years she had learned love wasn’t about the size of a man’s wallet but instead how big his heart was. Reggie showered her with just the simple things, sometimes it was nothing more than a greeting card that put his feelings into word, or a trinket that reminded him of her. Those sentiments meant the most.

And then there was the sex, just the mere thought
of him set off a slow burn between her legs. That man made sure there was always plenty of fire and excitement brewing between the sheets. She smiled. With Reggie, there was never a dull moment and she couldn’t imagine spending the rest of her life with anyone else.

“Knock, knock.”

She looked up to see Arianna strutting inside her office in a black pinstriped pant suit. “How was the meeting this morning?” she asked between sips of her favorite latte.