Page 38 of Triplet Babies for Pucking Christmas

I grin, leaning in a little closer. “Why not?”

“Because it’s…complicated and awkward.”

“Maybe the way to make it less awkward is if you saw me naked too,” I say, trying to keep a straight face.

She laughs, rolling her eyes. “You’re ridiculous.”

“Am I?” I stand up, tugging my T-shirt off over my head, watching her reaction. Her eyes drop to my chest, lingering, and there’s no mistaking that look. It’s lusty and hungry, and then she’s licking her lips like she’s already imagining what’s underneath.

I lean back, giving her a grin. “So…do I stop here, or can I go on?”

She’s quiet, her face flushed, and I swear her breathing’s getting quicker. Her eyes stay on me as I slowly unbutton my jeans, pulling the zipper down. I push my pants down, leaving myself in just my boxers.

“Jamie…” she whispers, her voice a little shaky.

I tilt my head, smirking. “Yes, Savannah?”

Her chest rises and falls as she stares, and I take a step closer, letting her take me in. “Want me to keep going?”

She shifts, looking like she’s debating every choice that brought her here. “I…I should go.”

But she doesn’t move. I can tell she’s torn, standing there looking at me like that. I grin. “No need to run off just ‘cause you find me hot, Savannah.”

She shakes her head, muttering something under her breath. “What about Jared?”

I shrug. “What about him?”

I reach for the band of my boxers, fingers brushing against it, and she reacts instantly, reaching out to stop me. But her hand accidentally brushes over my cock, and I can’t help the way I react. I stiffen, heat pooling low as I watch her, seeing the way her eyes darken, hooded with want.

“We shouldn’t,” she says, her voice low, almost pleading.

“It’s been a long day,” I murmur, leaning in, my voice just a whisper. “And if you want to…we totally should.”

Her hand slides up my chest, warm and soft, and I let out a breath, closing the distance between us. I tilt her chin up, leaning in slowly, giving her a chance to pull back if she wants to. But she doesn’t move, her breath coming fast and light.

I brush my lips over hers, soft at first, but as soon as she leans into me, I’m gone. I press harder, tasting her, and she lets out this soft, needy whimper that drives me over the edge. I slide my tongue into her mouth, feeling her melt against me, her hands slipping up around my neck.

She tastes sweet, warm, like something I didn’t know I’d been craving until right now. She’s soft and pliant, her lips parting as I deepen the kiss, one of her hands slipping down to press against my chest, nails grazing lightly over my skin. I growl softly, pulling her closer, feeling her pulse race under my fingers as I hold her tight.

Her whimpers fill my head, and I don’t want to stop.

Chapter Fifteen

Savannah

The kitchen feels electric with a mixture of dim light and the heat radiating from Jamie’s body as he leans closer. I can feel the tension crackling between us, thick and intoxicating.

“Savannah,” he murmurs, his voice low and sultry, “just one more kiss.”

I hesitate, my heart racing. “We shouldn’t,” I say, trying to sound firm, but the words come out breathy, betraying how much I want this.

“Why not?” He smirks, inching closer, his warmth wrapping around me like a blanket. “It’s just a kiss.”

“Yeah, right. It’s never going to be just a kiss with you.” I bite my lip, torn between wanting to push him away and the wild urge to pull him closer.

He doesn’t answer. Instead, he closes the distance, capturing my lips with his. The kiss is softer, teasing, and for a moment, I’m lost in the sensation. My head spins as he deepens the kiss, nudging my mouth open, and I melt against him.

“Savannah,” he breathes, trailing kisses down my neck. “You’re driving me crazy.”

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