Page 36 of Holiday Grief

Stretching out over her, he brushed his lips across hers in a sweet kiss, a prelude to what was to come. An appetizer that already had her hungering over the main course.

“You need me to stop, Jasmine, you tell me. I won't do anything you don’t like or want.”

“I know that,” she assured him.

When his mouth closed over one of her nipples, she gasped and arched off the bed. The wet heat through the lace of her bra felt amazing, and her nipple pebbled as he swiped the tip of his tongue across it.

Sucking on her breast one of his hands claimed her other, kneading it, tweaking the nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

Sensations buzzed through her body, filling her with feelings she’d never experienced before. Teenage sex was nothing like this. This was a whole body and mind experience, making her every nerve ending come alive, her every blood cell transporting pleasure throughout her body.

Jasmine mewed a protest when his mouth and his hand left her breasts, but then he was kissing his way down her stomach. Settling between her legs, he buried his nose in her center and dragged in a breath.

“So sweet,” he murmured. “Gorgeous and sexy as they are, green eyes, they have to go.”

His fingertips seemed to trail lines of fire across her skin as he slid the panties down her legs. Tossing the scrap of material aside, he buried his face between her legs again.

That first swipe of his tongue was like a little drop of heaven.

Something powerful took hold inside her.

Growing with each lick of his tongue against her core, and when his lips closed around her bud and he sucked hard it surged.

It continued to grow until it felt like almost too much, and then unable to hold it in anymore it burst like a pinata filled with treats. Only the treats were these amazing sensations that flooded through her, consuming her in a wave of pleasure that metaphorically knocked her off her feet and washed her away.

There was a somewhat smug smile on Adam’s face as she blinked, and her vision cleared to find his face above hers. “Can I take it you enjoyed?”

“Oh yeah,” she murmured.

“You’ll always enjoy, green eyes. That’s the way it should be, especially when you're in love. I love you, baby,” he said as he thrust inside her, filling her in a way she hadn't even realized she was empty.

“Love you too. So much.”

Setting a steady pace, Adam thrust into her, and she grabbed his shoulders, holding on as her hips rocked to meet him thrust for thrust. His lips found hers and his kiss was full of so much love and tenderness that a second wave built inside her.

That dam burst, and more pleasure than she’d experienced in her life exploded inside her.

Love.

This was what love felt like.

Perfection.

Warmth.

Belonging.

Safety.

This place right here was where she was supposed to be.

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December 25th

6:20 A.M.

“Santa’s been!”

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