Page 6 of The Mountain Man's Christmas Angel
“Holy shit,” I muttered, the only words I could think of as my brain short-circuited at her beauty. A black coat hugged her curves, her legs only in tights, leading down to high heels.
A dress! She has a dress on…
My long forgotten about dick stirred to life, hopeful at the chance of finally getting some action after being dormant for so long.
Snow fell around her in swirls, the white fluffy stuff landing in her hair and on her coat.
I stepped back and held the door open wide. “Come in. It’s freezing out there.”
“The roads aren’t good either. Glad I came when I did.” Jewels stepped inside and looked around the cabin’s living room, my tree sitting in the corner. It wasn’t too sparkly, but it was enough. Usually, I didn’t put one up at all. This was the first year I did in a long time. “Aw, nice Charlie Brown tree.” Jewels chuckled, tugging at her bottom lip with her teeth. A fire ignited somewhere deep inside me.
“Ha, thanks. I don’t put one up usually.”
“Oh. Sorry. It’s a fine-looking tree. I was only kidding.”
I chuckled. “Don’t worry about it. Can I take your coat?”
Jewels nodded as she untied the strap of her coat, the front popping open and revealing a slinky little red number beneath. When she pulled it off her shoulders, my chest tightened. Sheslipped it down her arms and handed it to me, but I couldn’t stop staring.
A tight, little red dress hugged her curves, embracing and embellishing them in the best way possible. Under her jeans and t-shirts, hoodies and sweaters, a sexy figure hid, and I planned on exploring every fucking part. “Thank you.” She handed me her coat with a smile. “You don’t look so bad yourself.” Her eyes trailed over my body and my cheeks grew hot. The effect she had on me…shit. It was addicting.
I hung her coat up in the hall closet and led her to my kitchen. I pulled out a chair at the island. “Would you like anything to drink? Water? Beer?”
“Water is good, thanks. It smells delicious in here. And your place is so nice, Wyatt. So much better than my small apartment.”
“Thank you.” I fetched us both a glass of water before dropping the spaghetti into the now boiling water. “I’ll show you the rest after we eat.”
We chatted as I finished cooking dinner.
We learned about each other as we enjoyed the chicken parm and spaghetti.
We joked about who should wash the dishes and who should make dessert, ending in Jewels washing the dishes. I made us dirt pudding cups that we ate while watching reruns ofFriends.
The snowstorm didn’t let up and by nine o’clock, it was too bad to drive. “Either I drive you home or you stay here. It’s too dangerous.” We stood in front of the large bay window in the living room, the snow falling hard.
“But not too dangerous for you to drive in it? No, neither of us are going anywhere.”
“I like when you’re bossy. I’ll sleep on the couch. You can have my bed.”
Jewels tilted her head and shot me a look that clearly said- you’ve got to be kidding.
“Well, if you want to sleep together, then just say so, beautiful.”
“Okay. I want to sleep together.”
“I doubt we’ll get much sleep.”
“Why’s that?” Jewels licked her lips and my cock jerked.
“There’s so many other things I want to do.”
“Like what?”
“Like you, gorgeous.” I grabbed her waist and held her flush against me, my hard to her soft. A perfect combination.
My fingers ached to dig into her skin, my arms ached to pull her tight against me, and my hands ached to hold her face against my chest where she could hear my heartbeat, the sound so strong and sure of my love for her. I wanted to cover her body with mine and drown myself in her and nothing but her.
As hard as I tried, I couldn’t force myself to slow down.
