Secret Santa by unknow

Author:unknow
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Anthology, Category
ISBN: 9780373792962
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2006-12-01T00:00:00+00:00

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KISSING QUINN WAS THE most…it was…oh, my…A sharp burn of lust traveled down a predictable path. Less predictable was the ache, part bliss, part longing, that started in her chest and began to spread.

Oh, no. Oh, no. To him, the kisses were simply a prelude to getting laid. This was foreplay, not romance, no matter what Madame Cassandra or Melinda or horoscopes said.As if to prove her right, he drew back and looked at her—not dreamily, not burning with barely suppressed desire, but frowning, though with a hint of mischief.

She braced herself. “Is something wrong?”

“I’m worried. If just kissing you is this hot, I don’t think I’ll survive the night.”

Wow. Wow. He felt it, too. Her confidence swelled. “And…do you care?”

“No.” He grinned, looking so gorgeous in the dim light that it hurt. “But be prepared. You’ll have to dispose of my body later.”

“Okay.” She sent him a look under her lashes. “Though there are a few other things I’d rather do with your body.”

“I like the sound of that.” He met her halfway for more kisses, and this time she managed to keep her heart quiet. Sort of. For the most part.

A minute later, however, the deep, fabulous kissing had turned urgent and a little desperate. Or maybe a lot desperate.

They broke apart again, breathing hard. Quinn smoothed back her hair. “I think I’d like to see that underwear now.”

“I think I’d love to show it to you.” Quite brilliantly, considering her brain was dissolving into hormonal mush, she remembered to take out her earrings before she slipped off the bed and stood—since her stomach would stretch tighter that way than sitting down—preparing for the unveiling. She wasn’t going to think about all his other women and their supremely perfect bodies, beside which hers would pale in comparison. And speaking of pale…

Stop, Cathy.

She pulled the sweater off, wishing she had the nerve to do a bump-and-grind routine, to take this slowly and be outrageously seductive. But it took all she had to stand there and uncover her flaws.

“Oh, man.” His words came out half-choked, and it occurred to her that he was a male, and she was a female about to get naked in front of him for the purpose of sex, and he probably didn’t give a flying anything if she was too lumpy or too white.

She put her hands to the waistband of her pants, reminding herself that models were starved and scary-looking, and lowered the material, dragging her socks off as she stepped out of each leg so she wouldn’t be left wearing sexy underwear with black wool-blend crawling up her ankles.

He gave an appreciative moan and started taking off his own clothes in a big hurry. Which she would take to mean he wasn’t disappointed. At all. Not by a long shot. A tremendous sense of joy filled her. Quinlan…Jussstin…Alexaaander thought CathyAnnJohnson was hot, even stripped down to her lingerie-covered imperfections.

Which was a coincidence, because she felt the same about him, even fully clothed. And

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