Page 46 of Getting Wrapped Up

“What are you doing?” she asked.

They were cuddled together on the couch. Between the blanket around them, the Booze and Levi’s hot body, she felt like she was basking in the sun on a beach in Florida. The Booze was probably contributing to her feeling loopy, but she knew that a lot of her warm, fuzzy feelings were about the man next to her.

He shifted so he could see her better, but she tipped over when he moved. He chuckled and put her upright again. “You’re down to panties and bra, and I want to be sure I’m paying complete attention when these come off.”

Kate wasadorable when she was a little drunk and laughing at a goofy Christmas movie.

And drinking hot chocolate.

And looking at Christmas trees.

And decorating Christmas trees.

Levi was certain he’d never used the word adorable in his life, even in his own head, and definitely never in regard to a woman he wanted to sleep with.

But Kate really was.

She’d been sitting next to him, nestled against him as if they’d done this a million times. The way she fit against him felt completely natural and he was actually enjoying cuddling for the first time in his life.

But then she’d started getting naked.

They used the word Santa a lot in this movie. Christmas too. He was in only his boxers and feeling warmer and warmer with each article of clothing that ended up on the floor.

Now things were about to get really good.

When Kate tipped over and giggled, he laughed and grabbed her. He moved her onto his lap, straddling his thighs, facing him. It was much like the position they’d been in last night in the truck.

Was that just last night? That couldn’t be right. It felt like they’d been together for a year. In a good way.

“Let’s go, Katie. They said Santa.” His heart was pounding and his mouth was dry.

You’d think he’d never seen a woman’s naked breasts before, the way he was acting.

She held his gaze as she reached behind her. She seemed suddenly completely sober. She unclasped the bra and let it fall down her arms.

He’d felt, tasted and kind-of seen her breasts in the truck, but that was nothing compared to seeing them in full light. They were…perfect. And if he knew nothing else, he knew breasts.

He breathed in and out slowly.

She didn’t shy away. She didn’t blush. She did nothing but sit and let him look for several long moments.

“Hey, Levi,” she finally said softly.

“Yeah?”

“Christmas.”

The word that would require him to remove his boxers. It was cheating. It was supposed to be in the movie. He didn’t care.

He scooted her back off of his lap and stood swiftly, shedding his boxers.

Her gaze was greedy as she took in the sight of him completely naked and fully erect.

Now she was the one breathing in and out slowly, as if trying to gain some self-control.

“Santa,” he said gruffly. “FuckingSanta, Kate. Get those panties off.”

There was no protest or hesitation from her. Her thumbs went to the top of her panties, her eyes still on his cock. She wiggled her hips and pushed the scrap of silk to the floor, stepping out of them and moving closer to him.

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