Christmas in Tahoe (West Coast Holiday Book 1) by Elisabeth Barrett

Author:Elisabeth Barrett [Barrett, Elisabeth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: contemporary, Romance, skiing, snowboarding, holiday, Christmas
Publisher: Elisabeth Barrett
Published: 2013-11-11T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Yes. Oh, yes.

No hesitation. No confusion. This, here and now, was the only thing Ann wanted. Well-meaning friends kept telling her after John died that she’d know when she was ready. She’d nodded and thanked them and murmured, mmm, yes, you’re so right without really understanding what they were saying. Tonight, she finally did.

When Chase opened her lips with his, she welcomed it. Welcomed the gentle slide of his tongue over hers. Welcomed the taste of mint and man. Wanted so much more from him than he was giving.

She slid her hand up his chest, every ridge amplified by the lingering sensitivity of her fingertips. He gave a shudder, but didn’t deepen the kiss. So she ran her palm along his jaw, reveling in the texture of his beard. Then she wrapped her hand around the back of his head and pulled him closer. More. Please, more. But he didn’t give her more.

Deliberately, she moved even closer, painfully aware that the only thing between them was part of a crumpled sheet. He’d feel so good covering her, his weight pinning her down as he pressed his whole body against hers. And that image was enough to make her nipples harden. He had to feel them against his chest, but he didn’t touch her. Her breathing grew ragged, and her fingers clenched in the sheet by her side. For the first time in two years she wanted more, and the man she wanted it from wasn’t giving it to her.

“Please,” she whispered, lips against his.

“I’m trying to be gentle,” he gritted out.

“That’s not what I need right now.” Because she wanted this. Badly. Desperately. And she needed to show him how much. So she pressed her lips to his again, opened them and darted her tongue inside his mouth.

He groaned in his throat, low and deep, and eased her into a deeper kiss, his tongue stroking harder. Yes. But before they got too far down that road, one big hand slid up her arm to tangle in her hair. He loosened her hair bands and tugged them out, then ran his fingers through her curls. For just a moment he leaned back and drank her in. She loved what she saw in his eyes—desire and need—knowing for certain those sentiments were reflecting back in her own.

Chase kissed her jaw, her neck, the hollow of her throat, and everywhere he touched shivers that had nothing to do with cold washed over her in waves. He was half on top of her now, and his weight felt just as good as she thought it would.

And then his warm, wet mouth was on her breast and she gasped. Had it ever felt like this before? Pleasure amplified so intensely she could hardly bear it. When he stopped sucking and just blew, her nipple became such a tight little peak it almost hurt. He did the same thing with the other breast and it was agony—all of the pent-up sensation without release. But he had no pity, just kept touching her, making her feel everything.

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