Page 16 of Santa Baby


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My fingers pick at the buttons on my blouse, releasing the little round pearlescent discs one at a time until the material is split down the middle, the cool apartment air kissing my bare stomach.

Kyle’s eyes travel down my body, lingering on my breasts first, making my nipples swell and stand at attention behind the thick, padded bra before lowering to my navel...then lower, to the place he really wants to be.

Where I want him to be.

I feel a rush of heat wash over me, through me, from my head down between legs, and the sensitive tissues there pulse with need, growing hotter and wetter than I can ever imagine. I know I’m soaked, and that excites me even more.

Soon, Kyle will know just how much I’ve missed him. How much I want him.

But I think he already knows.

Pinning his full bottom lip between his slightly imperfect teeth, he rids himself of every last bit of clothing then places his hands on my raised knees, pushing them open for his viewing pleasure. But he doesn’t stop there. Kyle doesn’t waste any time removing my smart, black pencil skirt, taking my panties off with it. He issues a little growl of appreciation when he sees the lace-top thigh-highs.

“Those stay on,” he says with a streak of possessiveness that sends a thrilled shiver racing through me.

Placing a knee on the bed, Kyle crawls up my body, one hand pressing into the mattress beside my head to hold him up while the other flattens on my stomach and inches its way up, pushing my blouse out of the way in a slow reveal.

Kyle watches it all as it unfolds, and I get the distinct impression that he’s savoring the experience, committing it all to memory.

So am I.

Every single second of it.

As his palm finds its way to my breasts and cups the soft, lace fabric, his fingers tracing the gentle slope, he asks, “Are you sure about this? I’ll stop if you want me to.”

In a snap, I know I’ve made the right decision. Cupping his face in both hands, I draw his attention to my face and say earnestly, “There’s no other place I’d rather be, Kyle.”

Those baby blues dart back and forth between mine, as if searching for any untruths, before he dives down and takes my mouth again, this time in a bruising kiss that reaches all the way to my toes.

There’s no chance I’m leaving his bed until I’m well and truly satisfied. Kyle will see to that.

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