Page 34 of A Heart Falls Cowboy Christmas

Crissy caught her brothers by the hands. “Come on guys. One more trip will do it if you help me.”

Hanna’s heart was in her throat as she watched the three of them head out the door into the spring sunshine. Her children. Her beautiful, precious children who turned every day and every activity into memories in the making.

A while later, she had her hands in the sink, the children tucked into the living room playing a game with Grandpa Patrick, when a very warm, tall presence slid in behind her.

Brad’s sleep-warmed body pressed against hers as he wrapped his hands around her waist and nibbled on her ear. “Morning.”

“Morning. I didn’t expect you up until noon.” She twisted, drying her hand on a towel quickly so she could hug him back. “Everything go okay during your night shift?”

“Yeah.” He lifted her in his arms, kissing her thoroughly. Minty fresh toothpaste and one hundred percent intoxicating man slid into her system.

Another hit of happiness struck.

She broke the connection between their lips to whisper. “Sneak back to our bedroom?”

His eyes lit up. He didn’t say anything, but they both held their breath as they all but tiptoed their way back up the hall.

When he successfully closed and locked the door without being caught, Hanna allowed herself a contented hum. “The kids don’t expect to see you for a while,” she explained as he laid her on the still-warm mattress. “We should take advantage of that.”

For a guy who was usually grumpy until his first cup of coffee, Brad wore a Cheshire cat grin. “Good idea.”

Then her amusement at his lack of morning conversation vanished into pleasure as he stripped away her clothes.

Her husband was a big man. Big hands, solid torso, very well proportioned in other areas as well. Hanna pulled in a deep breath as he cupped her breast and covered her nipple with his mouth. Teasing with his tongue for a moment before he sucked, and tingles shot down her spine into her core.

Those big hands roamed her body, stroking and heating her up with every caress. Slicking through the folds of her sex, teasing her clit until she squirmed. Followed by his mouth, with wet kisses and lazy licks that made her blood boil.

It wasn’t enough. It wasn’t what she wanted to give right now.

“Brad,” she whispered. “Roll over.”

He lifted his head, eyes snapping with heat.

She smiled at him. “My turn,” she insisted.

The hand she put on his shoulder couldn’t have moved him unless he wanted to be moved. Her gentle giant.

When she had him where she wanted, Hanna returned the favour. She kissed and licked, hand wrapped around his cock. As she slowly pumped, she covered him with her mouth, her own pleasure rising as he groaned softly.

He stroked her skin where he could reach, his body quivering as she worked him. And when he caught her by the hair and pulled her off him, Hanna rose quickly before he could take control again.

She straddled him, sinking onto his length with a sigh.

Hips rolling in an easy pace planned to drive them both wild, Hanna covered her breasts with her hands. Brad watched briefly, expression fire and want, before easing his fingertips up her torso until he’d covered her hands with his own.

Connected. Joined. One body, one heart.

The thought made her tip over the edge, body tightening around him. Brad gasped and followed, muscles rigid with pleasure before they relaxed together into a puddle of satisfaction.

Hanna lay draped over him, their hearts still racing.

A soft chuckle escaped him, and Brad pressed a kiss to her forehead. “Now that’s a good morning.”

She grinned, propping up on her elbows. “Agreed. And it’s going to be a good afternoon too.”

He nodded, sighing as she reluctantly rolled off and reached for her clothes. “Wedding.”

Hanna pulled herself together and headed to the door. “Wedding. So get yourself together. I’ll have coffee ready for you once you’re dressed.”