Snow Jam by Rachel Hanna

Author:Rachel Hanna [Hanna, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Published: 2014-12-13T07:00:00+00:00

His towels were bath sheets, huge and fluffy warm. Rick pulled one around his shoulders, then wrapped me in another, drying my hair and my back, my arms. His eyes lingered on my breasts, my belly, between my legs, but it didn't feel uncomfortable, just as if we were anticipating, together.

His bedroom wasn't any warmer than it had been. The bed was, though. We raced for it together, threw ourselves in, both of us with the same idea, eschewing the sheets to tuck our bodies between layers of micro fleece blankets with the down comforter over top.

That was going to be more than we needed in no time. We generated heat and caused sparks as we burrowed under the covers, the light coming through the blankets warm and dim.

Our mouths came together again and instantly came apart. We were too busy exploring to kiss, our mouths on each other's bodies, mine sliding from jaw to ear lobe, down slope of shoulder to the cap of muscle there. My hands followed my mouth, then ran down before it to flatten themselves in pleasure against his pecs, along his abs, down and down and reaching.

But he held me off, his own explorations taking precedence, he was kissing my mouth, my cheeks, my eyes, making love to my neck in a way that sent hot and cold through me all at once, making me want to buck against him, making me want him to never stop. His hands circled on my back, down to my hips, they cupped my ass and pulled me close, they cupped my breasts and pulled them up so he could lick and suck, bite, taste, kiss.

The heat of the shower and the heat under the covers came together, enough for us to stretch out, losing our protected curls around body heat. We were face to face and mouth to mouth, hands sliding as far as they could reach along chests and sides and hips and creeping inward, in between, exploring, kissing as we went, not quite ready to meet each other's eyes, hands being enough for now.

He pulsed in my hand, hot and hard and ready, and I felt his fingers slick on me, in me, making my hips strain against his.

When finally we pressed into each other, bodies becoming one, it was sweet, two hot fires melding into one until we didn't need the blankets and the room around us seemed to heat. We rolled together, me on top, him on top, mouths coming together and moving apart, eyes on each other and eyes distant. Sometimes together, sometimes individuals seeking comfort. Strangers meeting.

Like a fire, we blazed up more than once, reigniting and settling to coals again. There were bright moments when he grated his teeth against one of my nipples, or when I raked fingernails down his spine while he sat up in bed, legs crossed tailor style, me on his lap, rocking into him. There were moments of comfort, kisses that seemed sweeter than what I'd expect for a one-night stand.

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