Blue Christmas by Taylor Lee

Author:Taylor Lee [Taylor Lee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B00ADADE8W
Publisher: idesire publications
Published: 2012-11-23T13:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

As men and women crowded around the two of them, offering congratulations and thanking them for what they had done, Brady kept a firm grip on her arm. Initially she’d tried to pull away, but he merely notched her closer. After several minutes, as she answered questions and tried to make conversation, she found herself moving closer to him, wanting the comfort of his strong body next to hers.

After what seemed like hours, but was minutes at the most, the band moved into a lilting medley of Christmas songs.

Brady leaned down and said in a low voice, “Shall we?”

She started to refuse, but he tugged on her arm and led her out to the dance floor. Sweeping her into his arms, he murmured, “Hey, it’s not Elvis…”

As he pulled her closer to him, she melted into him. She gasped as a rush of sensation flooded over her. Frightened by the fiery flames of heat racing through her, she tried to pull away but he just tightened his hold on her.

`His voice was low, husky. “Uh uh, darlin’, you aren’t going anywhere but here in my arms. And, yeah, honey, I feel it too.”

Breathing in his unique smell, a combination of expensive cologne and strong man, she was shocked at the quaking sensations streaking through her core. She buried her head against him, clinging to him to keep from falling. Her legs were shaking. He was so big, so strong, even with her five inch high heels he towered over her. If anything her shoes put her at greater disadvantage, brought her hips up close to his groin. With a low growl he pressed his body against hers grinding his prominent arousal into the heat between her legs. Stunned at the hunger searing her, a needy whimper escaped her lips.

Oh God, she should push him away, run, anything… But she didn’t want to. God no. Her legs wouldn’t stop shaking and she realized with a shudder that she was wet.

Brady leaned down and bit lightly on the sensitive place below her ear. She couldn’t hold back a soft cry. He dragged his beard shadow across her tender skin and growled softly, “You smell so fucking good, Tiffany. Fresh, spicy… and sexy. Yeah, honey, so goddamned sexy. I need you, baby.”

Clinging to him, helpless to stop trembling, she realized that the song had come to an end and he was still holding her in his arms.

She whimpered, “Brady, help me.”

He held her close and murmured, “It’s okay, darlin’. I’ve got you. Oh yeah, baby, I’ve got you now.”

Seeing that the people close by were staring at them, he put his arm around her shoulders and began to ease her away from the dance floor. Tiffany’s face was burning hot. She could only imagine what she looked like. But she didn’t know if she could walk without stumbling if she let go of his arm. At that moment a deep voice caught their attention. Swallowing hard, Tiffany turned to see General Thornton coming toward them.

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