Naughty Nights E-Book

Kate White

• Herausgeber: Pencil
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2022

Seitenzahl: 131

Beschreibung

About the book:
When the independent young entrepreneur with many secrets Karolina Fedorova goes to Sweden, Jokkmokk, to celebrate Christmas with her family, she meets Jonathan Edmeades, a multi-billionaire who is also extremely irresistible and bossy at first. And when they are forced to stay together locked up in Karolina's cabin due to an awful snowstorm, they get to know each other, too and Karolina starts to fall for Jonathan. But Karolina doesn't see this as a good thing, especially when their relationship is based on their hot, Naughty Nights and her experience with men.

The questions here are: does real love exists in Karolina's world and if so, is love what really matters?
About the author:
Kate White was born and raised in the beautiful country, of Bulgaria, among nature and lovely and playful pets. Kate considers her freedom, independence, and self-improvement to be most important to her. If she isn’t spending time being completely obsessed with her projects, you can almost always find her on the road or with a book in hand.
She’s a founder of BeLifeUp, an engineer, an investor, and a health coach who can change not only your body but your life as well. Kate usually writes late in the evening, after spending the day trying to impress herself and make her experiments work.

Leseprobe

NaughtyNights

BY

KateWhite

ISBN9789356106406©KateWhite2022PublishedinIndia2022byPencilAbrandofOnePointSixTechnologiesPvt.Ltd.123,BuildingJ2,ShramSevaPremises,WadalaTruckTerminal,Wadala(E)Mumbai400037,Maharashtra,[e-mail]dwideNopartofthispublicationmaybereproduced,storedinorintroducedintoaretrievalsystem,ortransmitted,inanyform,orbyanymeans(electronic,mechanical,photocopying,recordingorotherwise),withoutthepriorwrittenpermissionofthePublisher.Anypersonwhocommitsanunauthorizedactinrelationtothispublicationcanbeliabletocriminalprosecutionandcivilclaimsfordamages.

DISCLAIMER:Thisisaworkoffiction.Names,characters,places,eventsandincidentsaretheproductsoftheauthor'simagination.TheopinionsexpressedinthisbookdonotseektoreflecttheviewsofthePublisher.

Authorbiography

KateWhitewasbornandraisedinthe beautifulcountry, Bulgaria,amongnatureandlovelyandplayfulpets.Kateconsidersherfreedom,independence, andself-improvement tobemostimportanttoher.Ifsheisn’tspendingtimebeingcompletelyobsessedwithherprojects,youcanalmostalwaysfindherontheroadorwithabookinhand.

Contents

Chapter1

Chapter2

Chapter3

Chapter4

Chapter5

Chapter6

Chapter7

Chapter8

Chapter9

Chapter10

Chapter11

Chapter12

Chapter13

Chapter14

Chapter15

Chapter16

Chapter17

Chapter18

Chapter19

Chapter20

Chapter21

Chapter22

Chapter23

Chapter24

Chapter25

SecondBook

Chapter1

"It'ssocold!"IwhispergettingoutofthecabininSweden,Jokkmokk,thinkingaboutthewarmclimateinHonolulu.ButIwantedsomesnow.EspeciallywhenChristmasiscoming.Ismileandmovemygazetothelandscapeinfrontofme.Allforest!Exceptforthecabinonekilometerfromhere.It'ssopeacefulandquiet.ImustenjoyittothefullestwhileIcanbecausemyfamilyiscomingtomorrownight.

Igothroughtheforestandthesnow.Iseeamalefiguregoingafteramoose.Andhere'swheretheshootcamefrom.Ihearanothershot.IfocusonthemoosewhofellalmostimmediatelyaftertheshotandIgotoit.Istartexamingtheanimal'slegswhensomeoneshouts."I'msorrybutIshotit."IlookcarefullyatthemooseandthenIlookup.

Tall,about180centimeters,andobviouslyfit,eventhoughthelayersofclotheson,manisstandingupinfrontofme.Hehasstyledblackhair,mischievousbrown,almostblackeyes,andaslightsmile.WherehaveIseenhimbefore?"Takeit.Iwillcatchanotherone."Hesaysactuallycommandingme."Itisnotneeded.Ibuyanimalproductsfromfarms."

Helooksatmeupanddown."Isityouwholiveupthere?"Heaskswithhiscalm,deepvoiceandInod."JonathanEdmeades."Heintroduceshimselftakingandkissingmyhand."KarolinaFedorova,"Ireply."Iamgoingnow.Haveaniceday,Mr.Edmeades."Iwaveandheadbacktothecabin.

WhenIgetintothekitchen,myphonevibrates.Itisamessagefrommymothertellingmetheflightiscanceledandtheyarecomingthedayaftertomorrow.Itextherbacksayingit'sokayandstartmakingmyselflunch.Takingtheproductsoutofthefridge,InoticeIdon'thavesomeforthemeal.Igrabmykeysandgetinthecar.

IaminthegrocerystorelookingforturmericwhenIhearamalevoice."Mrs.Fedorova,itisapleasuretoseeyouagain."Hesayswithhiseyesonmeandalittlesmilecreepingonhisface."Itisapleasuretoseeyou,too,Mr.Edmeades,"IsayandfinallyfindwhatIwassearchingfor."Preparingforlunch?"Inod."Yes,Iam.Andintheprocess,IunderstoodIwasoutofsome...stuff."Ianswerwhilegrabbingsomeavocados."Areyouinahurry?"Heasksme."Notexactly.Why?"

"Iwouldliketohavecoffeewithyou."Hesayssoundingbossynotactuallyasking.AtthatmomentIseesomethinginhiseyes.Ican'texplainwhatbutIseeitbutitkindascaresmeandatthesametimepullsmetowardshim. "Okay.Justaftershopping.Isthatokay?"Iask.Universe,forgiveme,please!"Ofcourse,Mrs.Fedorova.AndIhavetobuysomethings,too."HeanswersandIseeitagain.Ibitemylip."Okay,"Isaynodding,everysinglemuscletensedinmybodyandmybreathonhold.Iturnandwalkawayreleasingmybreath.Igrabonelastthing,batteries,payandgoout.

Itakeaverydeepbreathandexhaleslowlythroughmymouth.IputthebagsonthebackseatsandthenIseeMr.Edmeadesdoingthesame.Hecomestomeandtakesmyhand."Shallwe?"Iswallowhardunknowinglywhyandnod. 

Weenterafancycafe,calledcafeGasskas.Itisalmostlikeahouse,ayellowtwo-flooroneandtherearenomanypeople.Mr.Edmeadeschoosesatablenearthewindowandwesit."Whatbringsyouhere,Mrs.Fedorova?"HeasksandIbringmyattentionfromoutsidethewindowtohim."IlikesnowatChristmas.AndsinceinHonoluluthere'snosuchathingassnow,Ichosetocomehere.IcanlearnandhaveanamazingChristmasatthesametime."Ianswerwithalittlesmileonmyfaceandordergreenteawithlemon.Mr.Edmeadesordersblackcoffeeandthewaitressgoesaway."Whataboutyou,Mr.Edmeades?"

"JustJonathan,please.Well,itlookslikeweareherebecauseofthesamereasons.AnditissurprisingtomethatIhaven'tseenyoubefore.SincewebothliveinHonolulu.ItmaybebecauseItravelalotrecently."Hesaysandlooksatmeasifdiggingintomysoul.Iswallowhard.AwaiterbringsourdrinksandIalmostimmediatelysipofit.Theteawashotbutitcalmedmedown."Areyouokay,Karolina?Youseemtensedup."

"Iamfine."Ihurrywithananswer.Jonathanpurseshislipsandtiltshisheadtohisrightalittle.Ibitemylipandlookaway.WhyamIsonervous?Iquestionmyselflookingatsomechildrenplayingoutside."Doyoulovekids?"IhearJonathan'svoice."Ido.ButIdonotplanonhavingonesoon."Ianswerstilllookingthroughthewindow."Areyoufreetonight,Mrs.Fedorova?"Heasksmewhichmakesmeturnfacetofacewithhim."Dependsonwhatyoumeanby'tonight',Mr.Edmeades."

"Like6PM."Hesaysanddarknesscrosseshiseyes.Inod."Idonothaveplansfor6PM.Fornow."Isaylookingatmywatchandthenupathim.Hetiltshisheadtohisrightagainandatraceofasmirkappearsonhisface.IbitemylipandreleasemybreathIdidn'tknowIwasholding."Okay,then,"Jonathansaysandthenasksforthecheck.

Chapter2

IhitplayonWhethanandDuaLipa'sHighandclosemyeyesfeelingtherhythm.Istartmoving,touchingmybodyandradiatingconfidenceandsexiness.

The songisabouttoendwhenbangsonthefrontdoorpullmeawayfrommytranceandIjumpalittle.IturnaroundandseeJonathanstandingnexttothedoorwearingagreyformalsuit.Ifreeze."Thereishalfanhourtosix!"Isaywaitingforanexplanation."Iknow.ButIbroughtyousomethingIwantyoutowear."Hesaysandmybreathhitches.HegivesmeasmallboxandItakeit."Openit!"HesaysandIamabouttodosowhenHighstartsoveragain.IlookupwithmyeyeswideandrushtostopitbutJonathan'shandstopsme."Noneed.Ilikethesong.Go,getdressed."Inodandclimbthestairsandheadtomybedroom.Iclosethedoorandgetundressedlisteningtothemusiccomingdownthestairs.Iputonblackjeansandablouse,abrowncoat,andboots.Ilookinthemirror.

My longdarkbrownhairfallingonmyshouldersfitsperfectlywithmyhazeleyesandmyalmostpalecomplexion.Iamherefortwoweeksandmyso-calledtanisalreadygone.Ilookatmyoutfitandthankmyselffortheworkouts,beingactiveandeatingtherightfood.InoticethesmallboxJonathangaveme.Itakeitandopenitcarefully.Anecklacewithaheart-shapeddiamond.Iputitback.

I godownthestairsandTheChainplayson."Youhaveanintriguingtasteinmusic."Jonathanpointsoutandlooksupfrommylaptop.Helooksmeupanddown."Wherearewegoing?"Iaskinterruptinghischeckingout."Whyareyounotwearingit?"Ilookatthebeautifulblackboxinmyhandsandhandittohim."Icannotwearit.Thisisarealdiamond."Hetakestheboxfrommyhands,opensitandtakesthenecklaceinhishands.Hecomesbehindmeandmovesmyhairaside."Ibroughtitforyoutowearit."Hesaysnearmyearsendingshiversdownmyspine.Heplacesitonmyneckandthenturnsmearoundtofacehim.Ibitemylip.Hecomescloser.

I stepbackandtakeadeepbreath."Weshouldprobablygo...whereverthatis..."Isayandstopthemusic.IlookatJonathanandbeforesomeoneofussayssomethingourphonesbeep.Igrabmineandseethenews.Anawfulsnowstorm?!Areyoukiddingme?!"Ihopeyouareprepared,"JonathansaysandreadingthenextsentencesIrealizedwhathemeant.Themeteorologistssaythatitisbestifeveryonestaysindoorsforthenext32hours,countingfromnow.

"Preparation isnotaproblem.IhaveeverythingIneed.Youaretheoneyouhaveaproblem."Isayandsitdownonthecouch."Andwhatexactlyismyproblem?"Heasksandsitsacrossfromme."Youcan'tleave.Andyourbodyguardisoutside."IsaybutoppositeofthereactionIexpecthesmiles."Karolina,couldyoupleaselookthroughthewindow?"Ilookathimandslowlystandup.Igotothewindowandseethebodyguardismissing."IsendhimamessagetoleavethesecondIgotthenews.Andaboutleaving...thatisnotmyproblem."Hesmirks."Mineneither,"Isayandsmile."Iamgoingtochangeintosomethingcomfortable."

I pickanover-sizedpulloverwithatriangleneckline,jeggings,andknittedsocks.IgodownstairsandseeJonathanislyingonthesofacomfortablywithhisjacketandshoestakenoff."Iseeyoumadeyourselfcomfortable."Ipauseforamoment."Areyouupfordinner?"Iask."OnlyifIhelp."Heanswersandstandsup.Inodandweenterthekitchen.

"Where istheflour?"Jonathanasksme."Themiddlecupboard,"Ianswerquickly.HeopensitbutInoticehedoesn'tmakeanyothermove."Whatisit?"Iaskchoppingagreenpaper.Helooksatme."Youdon'thaveflour."IleavetheknifeandstandbyJonathan'sside."Hereitis,"Isaystandingonmytiptoesreachingforthecoconutflour.Igiveittohimwithasmile."Seethewordflour?"Iplacemyfingerbelowtheword."ThatwasnotwhatIwassearchingfor."HeanswersandIreturntochopping."Youwon'tfindthatkindofflourinmyhouse.Oranyfoodcontaininggluten...ormilk."Helooksatme."Ihaveceliacdisease,"Iexplain."Oh!Ididn'tknow.Sorry."Ismile."Noneedtoapologize,Mr.Edmeades." 

"When didyoufindoutaboutthefactyouhaveceliacdisease?"Heasksandputsthecoconutflourasideturningtowardsme."Iwasabout18yearsoldwhenIwasdiagnosed.Butmysymptoms...theyhadalwaysbeenthere.TheseriousonesstartedappearingwhenIwasinmyteenageyears.Bloating,constantabdominalpain,changesinweight,troublewithsleepingandfallingasleep.Fatigue,anemia,headaches,bonepains,depression,anxiety,tremblinghandsandonandon.ThenIdevelopedlactoseintoleranceattheageofseventeen.AndIwasconstantlyneedinghelp..."Istopforasecondrememberingsomepainfulmemories."Whyconstanthelp?Youjustneedafewtests."

"That's right.Butwhenyourmotherisworkingalldaylongforbills,food,school...andatthesametimeistellingyou'It'sjustanewvirus.'everysingletimeyoutrytoexplain...well,yougetthepoint."Iputthefishwithavocadoandvegetablesintheoven.IturntowardsJonathanandsmile."Tellmemoreaboutyourself.Youmentioneddepression."HesaysandIcrossmyarms."Ithinkit'senoughtragediesfortonight,"IsayandseeBalbina,myRussianbluecat.Igrabherinmyhandsandhugher."ThisisBalbina.AndCharlieisupstairs.Heisagoldenretriever."

"A catandadog."Hesays,Balbina'seyesonhim."Yep.Ilovebothcatsanddogsandhavingthemprovethatoppositescanmakepeace.Andevenloveeachother."IkissBalbina'sforeheadandputherdown."Dothenamesmeansomething?"Jonathanasks."BalbinameansstrongandpowerfulinLatinorigin.Charliemeansfreeman."Ianswer."WhyRussianblueandaretriever?"Heasksme."Areyoureallythatcurious?"

"You canunderstandalotforapersonjustbythedecisionstheymake.Andsomethingtellsmeyoudon'tjustchoosesomethingbyawhim."HesaysandIsmile."Russianbluesaresweet-tempered,loyal,socialcreatureswhoalsoenjoyalonetimeandarehighlyintelligent.Also,theydon'tshedmuchandproducelowerlevelsoftheglycoproteinFeld1,aknownallergen,thanothercatbreeds.GoldenRetrieversarekind,friendly,intelligent,confidentandactive."

"So Iwasright.Andhowdidyouchoosethenames?"IputmyhandsonmyhipsandIraisemyeyebrow."Isn'titobvious?"Ianswerhimwithaquestionandhesmilesstillwaitingfortheanswer.Isigh."TogothroughthehardmomentsinmylifeIhadtobestrong.Andfreedomismypriority.IfIhavefreedom,Ihaveeverything."

Chapter3

ItisjustafterdinnerandIamcleaningaroundwhenIseeJonathancomingtomewithoutat-shirt.AndIwouldlieifIsaymyhormonesdidn'treact."Letmeguess.Yourealizedyoudon'tbringclotheswithyou."Isayputtingtheplatesinthewashingmachine."Isleepnaked."HeanswersandIgethiscalmnessnow."Okay,"Isayquietlyandturnaroundfeelinghissmirk."Whatisitthen?"Iask."WhereshouldIsleep?"Heanswersmyquestionwithaquestion.Iturntowardshim."Well,twobedroomsarepreparedformyfamily'sarrivalandtheoneacrossmineisfree,sofeelfreetouseit."

"Okay. Isthereanythingyouneedhelpwith?"HeasksandIshakemyheadinresponse."Youcan