Page 95 of All I Want For Christmas

He froze. She gasped, and they froze.

Which meant his hand was still against her hard nipple and breast for another three seconds.

Then he jerked his hand back while she reached out for the towel. Her hand made contact with the fly of his jeans. And the very hard cock behind that fly. She grabbed her hand back as if she'd been burned while he grunted. But not from pain.

“Jesus Christ,” he muttered as he fumbled for his phone.

He quickly swiped across the screen, found the flashlight app, and turned it on. Pointing the light down toward the floor so it would only bounce up and illuminate the room dimly, he was able to hand her the towel, keep his eyes on her face, rather than the rest of her gorgeous body and keep a tiny bit of composure as she wrapped the towel around her.

Of course, he made note of the fact that she was still holding the vibrator.

They finally made eye contact. And just stood staring at each other.

Then, without a word, they both leaned in.

Their mouths met, and they both moaned.

And just like that, they were up against each other. He wrapped his arms around her, and her arms went around his neck. They pressed close, the kiss immediately deepening. Theo slid his tongue into her slick, hot, sweet mouth. He kissed her the way he'd been fantasizing about ever since he'd first met her.

She arched closer, opening her mouth for him and meeting his tongue stroke for stroke.

He lifted her up out of the tub, and her legs came up to wrap around his waist.

He didn't give a crap that his jeans were immediately wet. He didn't intend to keep them on for very long.

“You need to come to my cabin,” he said against her mouth.

That was really the best solution. It solved the problem of her power outage, rodents, rubber alligators, and the fact that he needed a soft horizontal surface and this woman underneath him right now.

“Okay. I have everything I need right here.”

He squeezed her ass. So did he.

“You still have a hold of that vibrator?”

She nodded, her lips moving up and down against his. “I haven't had a chance to finish.”

“Oh, you're going to finish. Two or three times. Keep a hold of that.”

“You think you need help?” She teased, before she tipped her head and kissed him deeply.

He kept kissing her as he turned and started toward the front of the house.

But he pulled back long enough to say, “A great meal doesn't need thehelpof an appetizer, but having the appetizer first makes sure that you get good and nice andfull.”

She shivered in his arms, even as she laughed against his mouth. “I like a man who’s not intimidated by toys.”

“Oh, sweetheart, we need to make sure you're nice and ready for me because when I get between these pretty thighs, I'm not going to be able to take it easy.”

She moaned and sealed her mouth back against his.

He carried her down the porch steps, over the road to his cabin, up through his front door, and down the hall to his bedroom.

Chapter

Nine

Theo tossed Savannah onto his bed, and the towel fell open. He reached over his shoulder and grasped the back of his shirt, yanking it over his head, revealing his mouth-wateringly hard, tanned torso.

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