Page 67 of The Christmas Tree Farm
How was the real Kira even better than the one he’d made up in his head? Bennett wasn’t sure, but, holy shit, she was. All long limbs and glowing skin, he wanted to lick every damn inch of her. Maybe it was because he’d only ever seen her in layers of sweaters or bulky parkas or queen-size comforters, but the sight of her completely bare in front of him felt like a gift, a miracle. Like something he didn’t deserve and had no right to ask for but was so damn happy to receive.
‘Now you.’ Kira tugged at the bottom of his Henley. ‘I want to ogle you, too.’
He chuckled as he pulled the shirt over his head, loving that she hadn’t suddenly changed her personality just because they were about to have sex. He had a feeling that Kira would be Kira no matter where she landed or who she was with.
And that was refreshing as hell.
Kira ran her hands over his chest, a little purr of appreciation humming through her.
‘No wonder you’re never cold,’ she said, her fingers trailing across his chest hair. ‘You have fur,’ she said, with a teasing smile, and it didn’t feel anything like the summer Nicole convinced him to wax his chest and he’d nearly lost a nipple in the process. He wasn’t that hairy of a guy but he’d been self-conscious about it ever since. Not enough to let any woman come at him with hot wax again, but still.
It helped that she had leaned in again and ran her tongue along the edge of his ear after she said it.
‘You’re really hot,’ she whispered. ‘For a tech guy with a fixer complex.’
He ran his hand down her back, letting his palm coast over the perfect curve of her ass. He thought about giving it a little smack, but he squeezed it instead and pulled her closer. ‘And you’re really hot for a spoiled little rich girl with a heart of gold.’
Her laugh vibrated through him and he nearly joined in, but Kira’s fingers at his waistband stopped the laughter in his throat.
‘Now these,’ she murmured, her fingers following the trail of dark hair below his belt. His entire body shivered and she grinned. ‘Take your pants off for real this time.’
He didn’t hesitate. His hands replaced hers at his waistband and he quickly ditched the jeans he’d thrown in her drier just that morning. This morning already seemed like forever ago, this morning when he thought it would be best to stay away from Kira.
Ha! Now he was on his way to being as close to Kira as humanly possible and it felt exactlyright. Maybe it was because there was no future here, no worries about what would happen next, or maybe it was because Kira was the most genuine person he’d met in a long time, but this moment felt like exactly where he was supposed to be.
And he was pretty sure that wasn’t just his cock talking.
Although it was currently straining against the front of his boxers like it couldn’t wait another damn minute.
Kira felt him through his boxers, her hand wrapping around him and he trembled again.
‘You are just one pleasant surprise after another,’ she said, that flirty smile on her face again. She stroked him, the fabric bunching beneath her fist, and pleasure shot through him, hot and urgent and aching. Bennett’s legs shook with the effort not to pounce and pin her to the mattress.
She grinned, like she knew exactly what he was thinking.
‘Don’t be nice,’ she whispered and Bennett’s restraint snapped.
She was under him, her hands pinned above her head before his brain could register what he was doing. She let out a breathy gasp, her cheeks pink and eyes wide.
‘You like that?’ he asked, his grip tightening on her wrists just slightly, just to see how into this she was. She whimpered, her breath short and fast. She was into it, but he needed to hear it. He needed her to tell him.
They barely knew each other.
He needed her permission to let loose. To be free with her.
‘Yes.’ She raised her head, capturing his mouth with hers. She bit his bottom lip and he growled, pinning her hips with his. ‘Yes, I like that. Don’t be gentle with me, Bennett. Don’t treat me like I’ll break.’
He held her gaze, feeling the fluttery pulse in her wrist against his palm. ‘Say stop and I will’
‘Okay.’
‘I mean it. At any time.’
‘I know you will.’
Her trust in him nearly did him in. He hadn’t felt that in a long time. Sex had been purely transactional lately, both parties were just there to get off. But this felt different. Even if it was just for today, it felt like they fit. His hands on Kira’s body just made sense in a way nothing had in a long time.
And now that he had her here, he wanted every inch of her.
