The Christmas Present
Published by: eXtasy Books
Author : Fawn Lowery
Word Count :24500
Publication Date :2010-09-09
Series : #
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- Product Code: 978-1-55487-201-5
Kate Bentley has never forgotten her first love—Kent Albertson, the boy next door. Ten years have passed and Kate returns home for the holidays only to find Kent has done the same. One little faux pas brings Kent to her house—and one little innocent kiss lands him in her bed.
"You're getting wet," Kent yelled. He sprinted across the yard returning the ladder to the garage and closing the door then grabbed Kate's hand and ran toward her aunt's house. Laughing, they ran through the snow-packed yard to the front porch. Once beneath the shelter of the roof, Kent began dusting off her coat and hair. Kate smiled as he tended her, savoring the attention from the man she adored. Shortly Kent pushed her through the doorway into the living room of Aunt Millie's house.
The warmth of the room quickly soothed her senses. She shrugged out of her coat and went to warm by the fireplace. The bright orange and yellow tipped flames licked hungrily across the thick logs piled in the hearth sending waves of heat spilling into the room. Her fingers were nearly frozen. She rubbed her hands together, then rubbed her arms, shivering. Her sweater was wet around her neck and the legs of her jeans were damp from wading through the shin deep snow. Her shoes were soaked and she abruptly kicked them off, only to find her socks were wet too.
"Let's get you out of those wet clothes before you catch a cold."
His voice was low and sultry, tinged slightly with humor. Kate giggled softly and felt her stomach curl with excitement. One of her greatest fantasies was to make love with Kent before the fireplace. She bit her bottom lip as she allowed him to release the zipper in her jeans. The next she knew he was pushing the tight pants off her hips and along her thighs. He kneeled before her and pushed the garment down to bunch around her ankles. Kate placed one hand on his shoulder to steady herself while he pulled the wet denim off her legs. He threw the jeans aside and gazed up at her.
Kate felt her heart flutter. The lustful look in his eyes told her he wanted to make love to her right there, in front of the fireplace. Oh God!
He skimmed one hand up her calf, across her knee, and onto her thigh.
Kate drew in a shaky breath. His hand was hot despite the time they had spent out in the freezing cold. His fingers seemed to sear her skin with a delicious heat that penetrated her very core.
His hand moved, inching upward until his fingers inched inside the elastic of her panty. He moaned and moved his mouth against her knee, nipping at her skin with his teeth. "I've dreamed about eating your pussy for years, Katie." He leaned his head back and looked up at her. "Will you let me eat you?"