Winter (Mystic Mountain Book 1) by Reina Torres

Author:Reina Torres [Torres, Reina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-12-16T16:00:00+00:00

Seven

Celeste felt like a biscuit… no. She felt like an English muffin on a griddle. Baking. Roasty toasty hot. It wasn’t a hot flash. Nope, she’d had a few of those over the last few years and this wasn’t the same thing.

If it had been, she would have just rolled out of bed, yanked off her nightie and jumped into the shower under an ice-cold blast of water. Instead, this heat was something entirely different.

It was a languid heat that was as delicious as grilled cheese sandwiches crisping on a cold and rainy day.

Wiggling a bit, Celeste began to tip to the side, and that’s when soothing warmth pressed against her lower back.

“Don’t move, Cel.”

She heard the littlest groan in his voice and as she stretched slowly, she realized that the heat that was going to burn her up was actually Aaron.

Celeste stilled for a moment as she tried to piece together the pertinent details.

“Still waking up, hmm?”

She intended to answer him, but the vibrations of his voice that moved from his body and through hers left her in place, sighing out a breath. “Mmm hmm.”

“You fell asleep on top of me last night.”

With that little bit of information, she woke full-up in a heartbeat and started to sit up.

Aaron’s hands were on her hips before she could move more than an inch. “Hold still.”

Her sudden movements had set her off-balance, but her sudden stop made it even worse. Reaching out, Celeste grabbed onto the closest things she could catch onto. His shoulders.

And they were strong and steady under her hands. Strength to lean on. Hard muscle and heated flesh. She felt like she was melting into him, inching lower, sliding belly to belly as she relaxed into his touch. “Is the fire still going? You’re so warm.” She laid her head down on his shoulder and melted against his body. “I could lay here on top of you for hours.”

He shifted under her.

No. Not quite.

“Aaron?” She rubbed her cheek on his chest as she slipped her hand up between them and tucked it between them. “Oh, wow.”

Her eyes opened wide as her fingertips rubbed against his bare skin, the crisp scratch of his hair sent shivers along her skin all the way up through her arms and into the center of her body.

“You…”

She heard him breathe and it sounded like caverns of air where his lungs should be.

“You want me to put my shirt back on?”

Aaron’s voice was soft with an edge of worry in his tone.

Celeste smoothed her palm over his chest and felt the wiry spring of his chest hair against her skin. “I’ve wanted to do this for so long.”

The sound that reached her ears was something like a strangled groan.

“I think it first started when you fixed the porch steps when I first started to work at the Victorian. It was a long hot summer day.” She sighed at the memory. “You took off your shirt and draped it over the railing and went back to work.

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