His Christmas Miracle by Nichole Rose

Author:Nichole Rose [Rose, Nichole]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2020-12-07T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

Lana

"Sawyer," I moan, trembling as he backs me up against the shower wall with his hands around my waist. His lips are locked on mine, his kisses hot enough to make lava jealous. My entire body hums with desire like I've never felt before. He's barely even touched me and I'm already aching with need.

"Lana," he whispers against my lips before breaking away to kiss a trail down my chest. He slips the straps of my bra down, kissing each shoulder and then the swells of my breasts. His body brackets mine. With steam swirling around us and water falling inside and out, it feels like we're in our own little world, completely separate from everyone and everything else.

I lean forward so he can reach the clasp on my bra. He manages to undo it a lot faster than I managed to get it done this morning. As soon as he slides the straps down my arms, my bra joins the pile of soaked clothes in the corner.

He wraps one hand around my waist, securing me against him. The other runs between my breasts and then over the right. His palm gently abrades my nipple, making me moan his name again. I never imagined such tender caresses could feel so heavenly, but they do.

"Steady, little star," he croons, his lips chasing mine again.

I loop my arms around his neck, drag my hands over his broad shoulders as he kisses me hard and deep. He is so darn big and strong. I've never met anyone like him, who is so wholly perfect inside and out. The way he loves his family is beautiful. He is beautiful, a sturdy oak standing firm in a fierce winter storm.

How could I not tumble headfirst into love with him? He is infinitely, fiercely deserving of it. There was no question of giving him my heart. He stole it without even trying. I think he might have claimed it when I first heard him laugh. Or perhaps he took it when he let me bulldoze my way into his life and his home.

The hand on my waist slips down my belly. His fingers tease at the waistband of my panties. All of my muscles clench in anticipation of his touch. I want it, ache for it. I'm certainly not cold anymore. All I feel is desire, licking like flames all over my body.

"Has anyone ever touched you before, sweet Lana?" he asks.

"No."

"Good." His little boy grin is full of possessive pride. "I like knowing I'm going to be the first one to have any part of you."

I like knowing that too. A lot. He's the only man I've ever wanted to have this part of me. Even if he never learns to love me too, I'll cherish this memory of him for the rest of my life.

"Father Christmas," I gasp when he slips his hand inside my panties and runs a finger across my slit. A powerful jolt of pleasure rips through me. "That feels good.

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