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Caleb woke up to the very pleasurable sensation of someone stroking his skin. He kept his eyes closed as he tried to remember where he was. He wasn’t exactly what you might call a lady’s man, having something of a reputation as a grump, so a woman in his bed wasn’t usual. He cautiously inhaled and caught the scent of Christmas, which didn’t narrow it down much.
His eyes snapped open, and he looked down at Lucy’s blond hair. Her cheek rested over his heart, and one hand covered his chest. Her nightdress had ridden up around her waist and her thigh was nestled comfortably across his groin. She was humming in her sleep, her fingernails lightly scratching his chest hair like he was a prized pet. He flexed his fingers and realized his hand was cupping her naked ass.
He reminded himself that she was his best friend’s little sister, and that she had no idea that she’d curled herself around him in her sleep. It made no difference to his dick, which was enjoying the attention way too much.
“Mmm . . .” Lucy murmured as she rocked against him. “Nice.”
He didn’t have the nerve to ask her what exactly she was referring to. Perhaps if he kept still, she’d wake up, roll away from him, and be none the wiser about his intentions. Because, man, he had some very specific things he’d like to be doing with her right now, like kissing his way down her throat, waking her up from the inside with his nice, hard dick . . . and, where the hell had that thought come from?
Her hand slid lower, and she shifted position, easing her knee down so that she could—Caleb inhaled sharply. Sweet loving jeebus—Lucy Smith had her fingers wrapped around his shaft. His dick responded with great enthusiasm as she gently squeezed him. His hips almost came off the bed, but he tried to stay still as she gave him the most unexpected and erotic hand job of his life.
He breathed through his teeth and tried not to moan as her fingers slid through wetness and warmth, spreading it over his shaft, easing her task. She kissed his chest, her teeth settling on his nipple to torment him even more.
“Uh . . .” Caleb groaned, his hand coming to rest on her shoulder. “That’s . . .”
Her fingers stopped moving. A moment later she raised her head and stared at him, her gaze horror stricken.
“Oh my God! I thought I was having a really good dream!”
He considered her for a pulsating second. “Then keep dreaming, okay?” he growled, as he drew her down to kiss her properly. “Don’t you dare stop.”
He explored her mouth with an urgency that surprised him, his fingers framing her face as he coaxed her into kissing him back. Her instant response made him forget everything except the tight clasp of her hand on his dick and the sweet, hot taste of her tongue.
“Let me . . .” He curved his long fingers around her ass and found her wet and waiting for his touch. “Damn . . .”
He thrust into her; his thumb pressed against her tight bud in the same rhythm she was using on him. When she came almost immediately, he felt like he’d won an award, and instantly followed suit, his hips jerking forward as he came over her still working fingers.
He lay back against the pillows, holding on to her, and let the waves of satisfaction roll over him. It was still dark enough not to be able to see her expression that clearly. He wasn’t exactly sure what he was going to say when all he wanted to know was if they could do it again and move on to more.
Eventually she whispered his name. “Caleb?”
“Hmm?”
“Do I need to apologize?”
“Hell, no.”
She went quiet long enough for him to almost fall back asleep.
“Are you sure?”
He opened one eye and kissed the top of her head. “It’s all good.”
The pause this time was even longer.
“Then, do you think we could do it again sometime?”
He came up on one elbow so that he could look at her beautiful face. “How about now? And this time I want to be inside you when you come.”
Still holding Caleb’s gaze, Lucy reached out her hand and opened the drawer of the bedside cabinet. “There are condoms right here.”
“Nice to see you’re prepared for every eventuality.” Caleb scooped up a handful and set them on the top of the cabinet. “Now, where were we?”
* * *
Lucy swallowed hard as Caleb reared over her, his expression intent, and stripped off her nightdress. He was such a big guy that he made her feel very soft and feminine. He eased her thighs apart and knelt between them. She moaned as he kissed his way down over her stomach and rubbed his bearded chin against her most sensitive flesh, making her squirm.
“Nice,” he murmured, as he used his fingers and his tongue to bring her to a shuddering climax. “Verynice.”
