Christmas Wishes by Lex Valentine

Author:Lex Valentine [Valentine, Lex]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Tags: Romance, Erotica, Contemporary
Published: 2011-03-03T00:00:00+00:00

When Brad lifted his head, Anne‐Marie gasped. In part because she needed air but also because the kiss had devastated her. She’d expected to enjoy it, but not to such an extent. The kiss unlocked a part of her she hadn’t even realized she’d locked away. Suddenly, the cool night air felt crisper than it had only moments before. The stars shone brighter. The heat of the hard body beneath her palms seared her. Everything came sharply into focus including the yearning of her body and heart.

He stared at her, his face scant inches from her own, and she began to smile, letting him see every emotion that churned within her. It was too late to hide anyway. She knew a man as intelligent as Brad would have already taken stock of the feelings that overwhelmed her and shorted out her usual self‐control. She pressed herself against him and dipped her head to nuzzle the strong column of his neck.

“Come home with me, Brad.”

His big hands gripped her shoulders. “Are you sure, Anne‐Marie?”

The gravelly rasp of his voice held a note of uncertainty and Anne‐Marie licked the spot behind his ear. He shuddered, and she could sense how tightly he held onto his lust. If she told him no, she knew he would back off. He’d get up and walk down the road to his sister’s house and leave her alone.

Alone.

Tears pricked behind her closed eyes. She didn’t want to be alone. She couldn’t bear another lonely night, another lonely Christmas. Yet, had it been any other man with her, she would have borne it. With Brad’s scent in her nostrils, his body tensed beneath her hands, and the taste of him on her tongue, she could do nothing but give in to the urgings of her body and her heart.

“I’ve never been more sure of anything, Brad. Please come home with me,” she said quietly, knowing that her soft but sure tone would ease his concerns.

In a swift move he rose to his feet, pulling her up and into his arms. He molded her against him so that every inch of her pressed into his hard frame. The hard ridge of his erection rubbed her lower belly. His size made her shiver with anticipation.

“It’s cold out here. Let’s go,” he murmured, rubbing his hands down her flannel covered arms.

She threaded her fingers with his and turned toward the road. They walked the quarter mile to her house in silence. In the dark, the Victorian loomed like a Gothic monster, softened only by the porch light’s golden spill. At her door, he hesitated and she glanced up to find him staring at her with an expression of near pain.

“I can still leave if you’ve changed your mind,” he said in a low voice. His hand came up and brushed her hair back from her shoulder.

Anne‐Marie smiled gently. “I haven’t changed my mind.” She pushed open the door and the scent of the baking ham wafted out, mingling with the piney scent of her tree.

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