Page 40 of Dancing in Lake Mistletoe

She sinks her fingers into my scalp and holds me where she wants me as she raises her hips to meet my tongue until she’s writhing beneath me.

I meet her eyes and hold her stare as she gasps my name when her orgasm rockets through her, flooding my mouth.

She releases my hair as she catches her breath, and I stand and offer her my hand.

“Come on. I’m taking you to bed,” I say as I help her up.

I lead her down the hallway to my bedroom, and we fall onto the bed. Her bare skin sliding against mine. I roll her to her back as I reach and open the nightstand drawer to grab a foil packet. Opening it with my teeth, I sheathe myself before entering her with one swift thrust of my hips. Filling her.

“Oh my, yes, right there,” she gasps as I seat myself inside her.

Reaching back, I grasp one of her legs and guide it over my hip so I can move deeper as her head bears back into the pillow.

I bend my head so I can gently kiss her exposed neck as I quicken the pounding rhythm of my thrusts.

My breath starts coming in short, hard pants as her leg locks tightly around me, and pleasure pools at the base of my spine.

“Mindi … God, you feel so damn good,” I grunt as her muscles tighten around me.

I grip her hips as I mount up and begin to move harder and faster.

She slides her hands down my sides, grazing my skin with her nails before digging them into the curves of my ass and holding on. Husky, guttural noises wrench from my throat as I get closer to the edge.

She’s close, too, and desperate for another release when I slip a hand between us, striking her in just the right spot. That does it. Her body begins to convulse as she hoarsely screams my name.

My thread of control snaps, and my tightly coiled pleasure explodes. I bring my mouth to hers as my climax rockets through me.

We lie here for several long moments, tangled in the sheets, her body beneath me and her fingers stroking up and down my back.

“Dutch?”

“Yeah, baby?”

“Did we leave the leftover cake in the truck?” she asks.

I lift my head to look at her, a smile curving my lips. “Yeah. Why? Do you have a sudden craving for something sweet?”

She shrugs. “I could eat.”

I guess we did just work up an appetite.

Chuckling, I kiss the tip of her nose before hopping up and trotting my naked ass out into the snow to get her chocolate cake.

Dutch

Ipull up to the inn, and Mindi hops out and runs inside to change.

I woke up this morning from the best night’s sleep I’d had in a long time, her warm body wrapped around me. The sexy, satisfied smile on her lips made me want to keep her hidden away in my bed all day, but it’s her last rehearsal before opening night, and she has a long day ahead of her. So, I made us a breakfast of bacon and eggs while she showered, and then I reluctantly loaded her in my truck.

Keller comes down the steps from the owner’s cottage with Beckham bundled up in his arms, and when he catches sight ofme, his mouth lifts in a knowing smirk. I lower my window as he approaches.

“I see the date went well,” he says as I reach out and ruffle Beckham’s hair.

“As far as dates go, I can’t remember a better one,” I agree.

“Good for you,” he says as the back door opens, and Mindi emerges with Ellen and Benny on her heel.

Ellen gives me a knowing smile as she waves, and then she turns to Mindi and gives her a quick hug.

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