“I told you I wanted to see you.”
I remove my team jacket and hat, tossing them on the floor, and take a step toward her.Closing the distance, I wrap my arms around her back, my hands landing in the slight curve above her ass.I stare down into her eyes, and she loops her hands behind my neck.
I raise an eyebrow.“Here I am.”
She giggles.“Here you are, and you’re freezing.”
Her hands move to cup my face in her palms.I plant my lips on hers.They are warm and wet, and I missed her taste.
“So warm me up.”
I position one hand on her hip and slip the other underneath the waistband of her pajama bottoms.Sliding it toward her bottom, I cup the round globe of her butt, squeezing the soft flesh.Halle moans into my mouth.My tongue makes a hot, wet sweep inside as I seek pleasure and surrender to the primal need of kissing her.
Before I lose all control, I drag my mouth from hers and give her a meaningful—hopeful—look.
“Are you okay that I’m here?We don’t have to do anything if you?—”
My words are hijacked when she snags my wrist and tugs me to the bed, giving me a push against my chest so I fall backward across her mattress.
“Shut up, Hockey Boy,” she says, her eyes flashing with heat.She reaches confidently to the buttons of my jeans, undoing them and dragging the cold denim down my legs so I can kick them off my feet.
Repositioning herself above me, she slowly undoes the buttons of her Christmas-tree pajama top, opening the flannel material so her breasts are exposed for my viewing pleasure.
I swallow thickly when she wiggles free of her bottoms and is left fully naked on top of me.
Her nipples pucker, and I reach out my hand to graze a stiff peak with the pad of my thumb.
“You look cold, Cherry.Maybe you need to be warmed up.”I lift my head and flick her distended nipple with the tip of my tongue before curling my lips over the peak and sucking hard.
Halle gasps loudly, and I rear back, eyes darting toward the bedroom door, where I notice the sliver of light illuminating the crack at its base.
“It’s okay,” she encourages, reaching for the hem of my Henley and tugging it over my head.“My brothers are playing video games in the basement, and my dad is asleep with his CPAP machine.They won’t hear a thing.”
“Good, because I’m going to make you scream so loud the windows will shatter.”
She giggles.“Are ya now, eh?”
I loop my arm around her waist and flip her onto her back, wedging my leg between her thighs.Oh Christ, she’s so hot.Her naked body is all heat and silk, and I want to bury myself inside her and let her fire consume me.
Our mouths collide, our hands exploring every inch of each other’s skin and bodies until we’re both panting and in need of release.
Suddenly I realize there’s no one else I want to be with.I know the clock is ticking, but I don’t want to rush things.Everything about her is perfect, and I want this moment with her tonight to last.
I remove the condom stashed in my jeans pocket and fit it over my erection, then position myself at her entrance.As I slowly edge the tip of my cock inside her slippery, aroused flesh, I stare down at Halle, her wavy hair spread over the pillow, eyes filled with anticipation and naked desire.
I reach down and sweep my thumb over her cheek, cupping her jaw before I lean down and?—
I jerk upright on the couch, the haze of sleep and the dream lost as I come fully awake.I’m hit with an image that has me agitated and vibrating with tension.
It’s of a little girl with soft-gray eyes, blonde hair, and a smile that brings out a cute indentation in the middle of her chin.
Halle’s daughter, Lennon.
What the fuck?
I scrub a hand over my head, trying to dislodge the question that’s been bouncing back and forth since the day I met Lennon.
It’s not possible.No fucking way.
