Page 62 of Getting Wrapped Up

“And I want to be skin to skin, deep inside of you, as connected as two people can be when the clock strikes midnight and the new year starts.”

Even as every inch of her skin tingled with that, Kate also melted a little at the romantic sentiment behind it.

It was almost a new year and it looked like it was going to be a very good one. Maybe the year that changed her life.

She sucked in a deep breath. She couldn’t think like that. She couldn’t put those kinds of expectations on this. They’d just met, they were still getting to know one another, things were hot now but could quickly burn out. She needed to live in the moment, enjoy the nights and weekends she was with him and not worry about the future.

Still, starting the new year in Levi’s arms seemed just about perfect.

She shifted and started to kick one shoe off, but Levi’s big hand on her thigh stopped her. “Leave them on. I’ll buy you new ones if these get wet.”

She tipped her head and grinned up at him. “You like them?”

“I think they’ll look perfect propped up on my shoulders.”

Her grin died as she struggled to breathe. Damn. He could go from sweet to playful to hot in a millisecond.

“Give me that bottle,” she said. “And get out of that tux.” She grabbed for the champagne but he held it up out of reach.

“That thong needs to be on the floor,” he said.

“You’re still fully dressed,” she protested.

He reached up and undid his bow tie and the top two buttons of his shirt. The black silk tie hanging loose while the shirt, jacket and pants all still looked perfect was strangely hot.

“Now you,” he said, his gaze dropping to the scrap of silk that was her only remaining piece of clothing.

Kate hooked her thumbs in the top of the thong and shimmied it over her hips, letting it drop to her ankles. She stepped out of it on one side and started to kick it off her other foot when Levi tipped the champagne bottle again. This time the sweet liquid ran between her breasts, over her stomach and over the hot flesh she’d just bared.

Without a word he went to his knees and started licking the champagne from her skin, starting at the bottom and ending between her breasts.

His tongue had only brushed her clit for a moment and she was already wound tight and nearly on the edge of an orgasm.

Amazing.

How would she ever be able to let this man go?

Of course there was the chance that he would never want to go. He said that he loved her. He told her that she’d changed him. He declared that she was the best thing to ever happen to him.

And it had been eleven days. Only eleven days.

No matter how badly she wanted to believe all of that, she had to be realistic. He’d gone to Sapphire Falls following a life-threatening car accident that had resulted in a serious concussion. He was looking to change his life. He’d fallen for the little town, and her, in a whirlwind of holiday spirit and the magical idealism of a community of good people who made the simple small-town life seem perfect. Not to mention intense physical chemistry with a woman who was willing to climb into his lap and take off her clothes within hours of meeting him. It had been a pretty great Christmas break for Levi. But it was all one-hundred and eighty degrees from what Levi was used to. Okay, maybe not the nearly-naked-woman-in-his-lap thing. That was probably more usual than Kate really wanted to know.

She shook her head and all of those thoughts away. They had tonight. They had champagne. That was what she needed to focus on.

He handed her the bottle and, with his gaze locked on hers, went to his knees. His big hands went to her ass and he kissed her stomach.

Kate bit her bottom lip as she tipped the bottle, pouring a ribbon of golden liquid over one breast. It ran down her stomach and over her mound and Levi leaned in, catching the bubbly with his tongue as it dribbled to her clit. He licked, then sucked and she gasped, one hand going to his head and curling into his hair.

“Best champagne I’ve ever had,” he murmured, looking up at her and licking his lips.

She didn’t say a word, but poured more down her body to his waiting tongue. He caught the liquid at her clit again, sucking more than was really necessary to get it all, then licked his way up to her breast, where he thoroughly cleaned her breast and nipple. She poured more onto her nipple and his tongue while he was there and he lapped that up as well. The next pour resulted in liquid cascading down her stomach and over her hip and thigh. Levi followed the sweet path, licking up every drop, even lifting her foot, removing her shoe and sucking the dribble from her arch.

Kate was panting by this time, her whole body hot and throbbing.

And he’d only been there for about fifteen minutes.

Best New Year’s ever.

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