picking her up and carrying her inside her place. The cabin was even smaller on the inside that it appeared from the outside. My knees bumped hard into the edge of an open sofa bed, and I tumbled her down onto the mattress. She didn’t protest. In fact, she looked real pretty, the impossible, fantasy kind of pretty. I followed her right down, because I was done waiting. If she was my Christmas present, I was cheating and opening her early. Sliding a hand into her hair, I held her head still for my kiss.
I kissed her hard too, opening her up with my tongue and getting to know the inside of her mouth. I hadn’t thought my dick could get harder, but it did. She gave another one of those sexy little moans, her tongue rubbing and pushing at mine. I’d wanted to make this first time something slow and sweet, do the whole worship-her-with-my-body thing because she deserved it, and I wanted tonight to be perfect for her. Looked like I was gonna go off like a rocket though, so I’d save slow and sweet for our second round.
HOLLY
Sweet baby Jesus, but Jacks could kiss. He pinned me to my crappy mattress and devoured me. His tongue drove inside my mouth, stroking and taking and licking. Hoo boy. I moaned and dug my fingers into his shoulders.
“You have too many clothes on,” I said when he finally let go of my mouth. I probably should have said something else—something like what the hell do you think we’re doing because it’s a really, really bad idea —but my body won this round. I wanted Jacks, and he apparently wanted me. The way he touched me felt too good to resist.
He rolled off me and proceeded to strip his clothes off with ruthless efficiency. I leaned up on an elbow to watch. Christmas tree lights had been a mistake, because there were too many shadows for me to get a good look at Jacks. What I did see though was fantastic. He was all hard muscles and tempting planes. I’d seen pieces and parts of him over the years, but never the whole man. I caught a flash of his butt as he bent over to shuck his boots. He straightened, and I got my first view of his penis… and men like that should be illegal. He was going to ruin me for anyone else. He hadn’t even been inside me yet, but I knew that.
The sofa bed shook as he came back to me, moving up the bed with lazy grace.
“Your turn,” he rasped, tugging on the bow on the front of my pajama pants. The big red velvet bow. Victoria’s Secret I was not. “These are cute, but they need to come off now.”
He didn’t wait for me to take action, shoving a hand down my pants and tugging. The flannel flew off, getting lost somewhere over his shoulder, and I had to grin.
“Impatient?” I asked.
He dropped another hard kiss on my mouth. “Babe, you have no idea. I’ve been waiting years for this.”
And just like that, he blew my few remaining brain cells. He’d waited—for me? Because that didn’t sound like he intended for tonight to be a one-night thing, but we also hadn’t talked. At all. Nope. We’d stopped briefly for kissing, and then we’d gone straight for the main act.
My panties joined my pajama bottoms, and for a moment I thought he was going to drive inside me, drive me crazy. Instead he dropped down my body in a wicked, sensual slide of skin on skin. Oh. Wow. His mouth pressed against my stomach, exploring the skin there, and then he moved lower.
“Wait,” I said, although most of me really wanted to say hurry up and now . But it was all happening so fast. I wiggled, not sure if I was giving him a hint—head south —or actually trying to slow things down between us.
He snorted, running his fingertips over my hip bones. “You think too much.”
I opened my mouth—because, hello, thinking was a good thing—and he found something else to do with his own mouth. Big fingers eased me open, and there was absolutely, positively no thinking and no thoughts left in my head at all. He kissed me, his tongue doing downright wicked, magical
I kissed her hard too, opening her up with my tongue and getting to know the inside of her mouth. I hadn’t thought my dick could get harder, but it did. She gave another one of those sexy little moans, her tongue rubbing and pushing at mine. I’d wanted to make this first time something slow and sweet, do the whole worship-her-with-my-body thing because she deserved it, and I wanted tonight to be perfect for her. Looked like I was gonna go off like a rocket though, so I’d save slow and sweet for our second round.
HOLLY
Sweet baby Jesus, but Jacks could kiss. He pinned me to my crappy mattress and devoured me. His tongue drove inside my mouth, stroking and taking and licking. Hoo boy. I moaned and dug my fingers into his shoulders.
“You have too many clothes on,” I said when he finally let go of my mouth. I probably should have said something else—something like what the hell do you think we’re doing because it’s a really, really bad idea —but my body won this round. I wanted Jacks, and he apparently wanted me. The way he touched me felt too good to resist.
He rolled off me and proceeded to strip his clothes off with ruthless efficiency. I leaned up on an elbow to watch. Christmas tree lights had been a mistake, because there were too many shadows for me to get a good look at Jacks. What I did see though was fantastic. He was all hard muscles and tempting planes. I’d seen pieces and parts of him over the years, but never the whole man. I caught a flash of his butt as he bent over to shuck his boots. He straightened, and I got my first view of his penis… and men like that should be illegal. He was going to ruin me for anyone else. He hadn’t even been inside me yet, but I knew that.
The sofa bed shook as he came back to me, moving up the bed with lazy grace.
“Your turn,” he rasped, tugging on the bow on the front of my pajama pants. The big red velvet bow. Victoria’s Secret I was not. “These are cute, but they need to come off now.”
He didn’t wait for me to take action, shoving a hand down my pants and tugging. The flannel flew off, getting lost somewhere over his shoulder, and I had to grin.
“Impatient?” I asked.
He dropped another hard kiss on my mouth. “Babe, you have no idea. I’ve been waiting years for this.”
And just like that, he blew my few remaining brain cells. He’d waited—for me? Because that didn’t sound like he intended for tonight to be a one-night thing, but we also hadn’t talked. At all. Nope. We’d stopped briefly for kissing, and then we’d gone straight for the main act.
My panties joined my pajama bottoms, and for a moment I thought he was going to drive inside me, drive me crazy. Instead he dropped down my body in a wicked, sensual slide of skin on skin. Oh. Wow. His mouth pressed against my stomach, exploring the skin there, and then he moved lower.
“Wait,” I said, although most of me really wanted to say hurry up and now . But it was all happening so fast. I wiggled, not sure if I was giving him a hint—head south —or actually trying to slow things down between us.
He snorted, running his fingertips over my hip bones. “You think too much.”
I opened my mouth—because, hello, thinking was a good thing—and he found something else to do with his own mouth. Big fingers eased me open, and there was absolutely, positively no thinking and no thoughts left in my head at all. He kissed me, his tongue doing downright wicked, magical
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