Page 42 of All I Want For Christmas Is You

“I know.”

“You don’t do one-night stands.”

“I know.” She moved restlessly against him, one hand grabbing his ass and pulling him toward her.

“That’s all this can ever be.”

“And I’ll take one night with you because it’s better than going through my entire life without ever feeling this.” God, she was shaking.

With a hand gripping the back of her neck, he rested his forehead on hers. “Then, I’m going to ask you nicely to take off those pajama bottoms.”

She kissed him deeply, their tongues tangling, and she shifted closer, desperate for more contact. “Do you have to be nice about it?”

“Fuck, Margot.” He rolled off the bed and kicked off his boots. He shot her a look that said, Strip. As soon as she shimmied out of her pajamas, he yanked the shirt over his head.

Yes. With nicely defined abs and a flat stomach, his body was gorgeous. And that V driving her gaze to the tent in his jeans… She could barely stand it.

He unbuttoned his Levi’s and jerked them down, exposing his muscular thighs and a cock so hard it hit his stomach.

Never in her life had she gotten aroused at the sight of an erection. Kissing, foreplay, sure. But this man was so virile, so masculine…so utterly dear to her that she couldn’t wait to get her hands on him.

And her mouth.

I want him in my mouth.

When he got back into bed, he straddled her, bracing his hands on either side of her head. His flushed features and the bunched biceps told her he was still holding back.

His dark hair tumbled forward, and she scraped it off his face. “You know what I want?”

“Tell me.”

“If we only get this one night, then I want the real you. All of you.” He watched her as if assessing her ability to handle him, and it only made her crave what he was suppressing even more. “You gonna give it to me, Beau?”

“Hell, yeah.” Elbows locked, his chest on full display, he stroked his cock between her legs, parting her, and wetting it with her arousal.

Luscious sensation streamed through her. “Oh.” She’d never made a sound like that in her life, all breathy and needy.

“You know what I want?” he asked.

“What?”

“You. Naked.”

The muscles at the back of her neck squeezed. Ugh. Can’t we have sex with my shirt on? He didn’t need to see a body that hadn’t touched a yoga studio or a gym in nearly eight years. All she did now was walk through the woods in nice weather. But she wouldn’t kill the mood by telling him that. Instead, she pulled off her shirt and slipped under the blanket.

To her surprise, he rolled and got under it with her. Had she killed the mood with her self-consciousness? A guy like Beau probably had sexy, uninhibited women riding him like rodeo queens.

Still, the unadulterated desire in his eyes kept her from freezing up.

With a hand on her hip, he nuzzled her neck. His palm skimmed up her belly and covered her breast, giving it a lustful squeeze. With his body flush against hers, she could feel his hot erection at her hip, and she wanted it in her hand, her mouth, her core, so badly she forgot all about modesty. She only knew she needed more of him. All of him.

His tongue traced a path from her neck to her collarbone, and she gasped when it licked down to her nipple. Sucking her breast into his mouth, he flicked the sensitive bead over and over, stirring her up into a frenzy. She’d never felt so purely sexual in her life, and it was delicious.

When he continued his trail of kisses, alarms rang in her body, shattering the haze of seduction. She thought about her pooch and her not-so-firm bottom.

Until he licked a fiery path between her legs, and then, she stopped thinking at all. His broad shoulders pushed her thighs open, and his hands slid under her ass, lifting her, devouring her, making her writhe and thrust and grab fistfuls of his hair.

Electric heat coursed through her, and she never wanted it to stop. When his tongue found her clit, sensation exploded in her body. “Oh, my God.” Lust spiraled and spun, twisting her in its hot grip. “Beau. Beau.” Soon, she was crying out, her hips smashed against his ravenous mouth.

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