Page 54 of Silver Hills' Christmas Miracle

In the best way.

“Just this?” I asked softly as I took the lace strands between my fingers. My knuckles brushed softly against her bare back, and Kitty gasped, then shivered.

“Yes,” she said quietly. “Please.”

Maybe I should have said no. To be plagued with such thoughts about her and then stand here helping her out of her dress, it was a recipe for disaster. I suspected Kitty had the same thought when our eyes met in the mirror once again.

I worked slowly, carefully unthreading the lace. Each quiet whoosh of silk made the corset part inch by inch until the only thing holding the dress up was both of Kitty’s hands pressing the fabric against her chest.

“I have something I need to tell you,” she said, slowly turning to face me.

“Do you?” I asked. Those words felt like a challenge. She was standing before me, almost naked in that gorgeous dress, and her eyes sparkled like glitter, reflecting the circular lights above.

“It’s important,” Kitty said again, her voice trembling.

Was she feeling the same electric charge in the air that had my hair standing on end?

“As important as this?” I placed one hand against her neck, aligning my thumb with her jaw. She didn’t resist when I tilted her head up slightly, and then I leaned down to kiss her.

It started gently, just a soft press of lips to lips with each of us holding our breaths for a few seconds. But the moment I kissed her, all my restraint faded, and I couldn’t hold myself back.

Whatever she wanted to talk about could wait until I had devoured her because I couldn’t wait any longer.

I increased the pressure of the kiss, and Kitty responded in kind, giving me all the permission I needed to continue. We were careful in removing her dress and setting it aside so that Hilda’s work wasn’t disturbed. The moment Kitty was free from it and standing on that platform in just her panties, I knew I was done for.

I rushed back to her and kissed her deeply, caressing her arms and shoulders as I pulled her close against me. Kitty moaned and whimpered as my tongue danced into her mouth and traced a familiar path. We weaved magic together, and I lowered her down onto the platform.

I barely thought about getting caught by Hilda, barely thought of anything other than making Kitty feel as good as she made me feel.

“Rook,” she gasped, cupping my face and panting against my lips. “Here?”

“Do you not want to?” I asked, pausing my kisses along her jaw and looking into her beautiful eyes.

“I do,” she gasped. “But if Hilda…”

“Don’t worry.” I smirked and kissed her full lips. “I’m talented.”

She laughed softly into my mouth, and I resumed my path. I kissed down her jaw to the soft heat of her neck. Each open-mouthed kiss I placed on her throat was firm enough to be felt,but I was conscious not to leave any marks. My hands cupped her breasts, kneading the soft flesh with both palms.

Kitty arched into me with a gasp and her nipples hardened almost instantly under my touches.

I kissed along her clavicle to the valley of her breasts, then each nipple got equal attention from my lips and tongue.

By the time I reached her panties, Kitty was panting harshly and the fabric was soaked at just a touch. I stroked my knuckles against her pussy, rubbing her damp panties against her, and Kitty moaned.

“Soaked so quickly,” I murmured, kissing her inner thigh. “How filthy.”

Kitty didn’t even bother replying. She was laid back and spread out on the stage with her body flushing pink and red from the path my mouth took down her. Both her hands caressed her own abdomen, then they slid down to bury into my hair as I pulled her panties aside and buried my face against her pussy.

No inch of her was left untouched. I kissed her outer lips, not caring for the rough texture of the curls there. Then I shoved my lips between her folds and kissed her most intimate heat. Kitty moaned and her fingers knotted in my hair, sending a punch of pleasure right through my gut. I alternated between flat presses of my tongue and pointed stabs inside her and over her clit to bring the most pleasure as quickly as possible.

I knew her body well by now, but I wanted to know more. I wanted to know everything that made her tick. I wound my arms under her thighs and around her hips to keep her in place against me, and Kitty’s muffled moans began to pitch sharply. She was rocking back and forth, gasping and whimpering while her juices poured over my tongue and flooded my senses with her sweet taste.

She was addicting. I wanted her world to explode. I wanted her to feel even a fraction of the pleasure she gave me with justher presence. Kitty’s fingers flexed in my hair, pulling sharply and then relaxing. Her hips rocked back and forth, grinding against my face, and I gave her everything I had.

I was thoroughly buried against her pussy and I never wanted to leave, not if I got to hear those gorgeous sounds from her.

“Rook!” Kitty moaned hoarsely, then her body went rigid under my grasp and she came with a trembling gasp and a long, low whine. I kissed and ate her through it, soaking up each trembling wave of pleasure and drinking down every pulse of her juices.

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