Christmas Hearts: In the Company of Snipers by Irish Winters

Author:Irish Winters [Winters, Irish]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Windy Days Press
Published: 2016-11-23T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Five

The very best part about winter? Waking up in the wee hours of the morning under a goose down comforter. Staring at the snow falling through the center panes of four frosted windows. Basking under the dim, silvery light of the bed-and-breakfast yard light, and finding your man’s hairy arm wrapped around you, his big warm hand cupping your breast, his face in your hair, and his heated breath in the crook of your neck. The rest of his all-male body lined up with yours and ready for action.

Fluttery wings of anticipation tightened her belly as Libby arched her butt into Mark’s hips, accepting his pointed challenge. A smile stretched pleasantly over her lips when he groaned in his sleep. He’d been out and about town most of yesterday while she and her mother were busy in the kitchen, but he was all hers now.

Early morning sex was her favorite. He’d be extra warm under the covers, but his nose would be cold because this attic bedroom wasn’t well heated. He’d grumble and groan, but his hot and heavy hands would wander all over her naked body and then...

A shiver ran up her spine just thinking about what would come next. Her!

“What time is it?” he rumbled, his voice thick with sleep.

“It’s Christmas Eve,” she whispered, glancing over her shoulder at him. He liked to fall asleep with her tucked inside the curve of his body and his arms around her. Even pregnant, she was still tiny compared to him, the very essence of femininity tucked inside the languid power of sheer masculinity. He made her feel beautiful and sexy.

This man could and had picked her up and carried her on numerous occasions. He was the exact opposite to her, his rough chest and leg hairs spreading little tongues of fire wherever she rubbed against him. And she was rubbing plenty. His hand moved from her breast to her ribcage, then to her hip until it ended cupping her ass. Squeezing. Lighting her up.

“I’ve got to leave,” he muttered, his tongue tracing a line of pure temptation along the curl of her ear.

Her hand went to his thigh, her fingernails digging into that thick muscle, holding him tight. “This early? Why?”

“Work,” he breathed heavily, stretching to get his, umm, point across.

“You don’t have work. Not here.” She enveloped him with her feminine warmth, encouraging him to skip whatever he thought he had to do while on vacation. He had a job to do right where he was. She shimmied her backside to remind him of that very important work.

A sexy groan grumbled up from his belly, and, in an instant, she was on her back, and he was breathing in her face, his knees between her legs, his elbows tucked beside her and his long fingers tunneling into her thick curls. “Good morning, beautiful,” he whispered just before he planted his moist, warm lips on the tip of her nose.

Libby raked her fingers over his head, loving the feel of his short, dark hair, the bristle of his shaved neck.

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