Once Upon a Christmas by Lisa Plumley

Author:Lisa Plumley [Plumley, Lisa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: christmas, lisaplumley, lisa plumly, lisa plumely, lisa plumbley, contemporary romance, Holidays, romance, lisa plumley, Anthology
ISBN: 9781301381500
Amazon: B00A6KGOTU
Goodreads: 23506935
Publisher: Zebra Books
Published: 2004-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

His kiss smothered her words, merged their mouths in a union so powerful and it made her dizzy. God, yes—this was what she needed. Blindly, she grabbed for him. Something clattered on the tabletop and rolled—the forgotten eyeliner, she guessed vaguely—then Dylan held her close as he kissed her, smashing her against the warmth of his chest with one strong arm.

His hand flattened and circled over her back, raising her sweater higher, pulling it taut across her breasts. Her nipples pushed against the knit cotton, friction-sensitized and taut with excitement. Her thighs strained to bring her closer, trembling to lift her higher from the table and catapult her all the way against him. She wanted to feel every hot inch of him pressing on her skin, wanted to drag him on the table with her.

The table. They were sprawled on a table, too eager and aroused to wait, and the realization of their position excited her even more. Loving it, Stacey met him greedily, opening her mouth wider, welcoming the pressure of his lips and the gliding, forceful strokes of his tongue. She whimpered in the back of her throat, wordlessly asking for more as she held him tighter.

Taking his lips away for one aching instant, Dylan slammed his hand on the table beside her hip. “Mmmm, yes,” he murmured. Then he lowered his head again…and gave her all she wanted.

This was no warm-up kiss, no exploratory kiss or make-up kiss. Between them, there was no need, and she felt about as warmed up as was possible to be without bursting into flames. Tongue-sweet and hot with need, this was a hungry kiss. A starving, can’t-get-enough kiss.

Jubilant to finally have what she needed, Stacey lost herself in him, pressing as hard as he did, giving everything. Triumph surged through her. She’d show Dylan to go on talk, talk, talking…she’d show him what she wanted, and it wasn’t more conversation. Her fingers dug into his shoulder, seeking the hard man beneath and capturing nothing but warmth and a handful of woven shirt.

That shirt needed to be gone. Now. It buttoned right over the skin she wanted to feel next to hers, covered up all the strength that cradled her and held her still for his kiss. Arching higher, Stacey took her mouth from his, then planted both hands on Dylan’s shoulders and tugged.

The damned shirt wouldn’t budge.

“What’s the matter with this thing?” She frowned at it as though the sheer force of her impatience could melt the clothes standing in her way. “Take it off.”

“Mmmm.” Dylan looked at her through half-closed eyes. “You first.”

How could he be so calm about this? Stacey felt like ripping off his shirt however she could, leaving him in tatters like the Incredible Hulk. There’d be time enough for her to get naked later. Right now, what she wanted was him.

Naked.

Shivering, she fumbled with his shirt buttons. Brute force finally got most of them through the four or five buttonholes that made up his shirt placket.

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