He parted her with the thumb and forefinger of his left hand and she felt the air against her most intimate flesh, and then the brush of his tongue. It was so soft and wet, and she squirmed, wanting—no,needing—more from him.
As if reading her mind, he scraped his teeth over her and she almost came right then. But he lifted his head and smiled up her body at her. By this time she knew her lover well enough to know that he liked to draw out the experience.
She gripped his shoulders as he teased her with his mouth and then she tunneled her fingers through his hair, holding him closer to her as she lifted her hips. He moaned against her and the sound sent chills racing through her body.
His other hand traced her opening. Those large deft fingers making her squirm against him. Her breasts felt full and her nipples were tight as he pushed just the tip of his finger inside of her.
The first ripples of her orgasm started to pulse through her, but he pulled back, lifting his head and moving down her body, then nibbling at the flesh of her legs. She was aching for him. Needed more of what he had been giving her.
“Sean...”
“Yes?” he asked, lightly stroking her lower belly and then moving both hands to her breasts, where he cupped the full globes.
“I need more of you.”
“Don’t worry, Pais. You’re going to get all of me,” he said.
She was shivering with the need to come and wanted more from him. She just wanted his big body moving over hers. Ached to have his cock inside of her. She reached between their bodies and stroked him through his pants. Then slowly lowered the tab of the zipper, but he caught her wrist and drew her hand up above her head.
“Feels. So. Good,” she purred as he lowered his body over hers so his bare chest rubbed against hers. Then his thigh was between her legs, moving slowly against her engorged flesh, and she wanted to scream as everything in her tightened just a little bit more. But he didn’t stay there, just kissed her lips, intimately, and then moved down her body again.
He drove himself into her in one long thrust and she writhed against him but he just slowed his strokes and pivoted his hips so that the sensations were even more intense than before. She opened her eyes to look up at him and this time she knew she saw something different.
The first wave of orgasm rolled through her body.
Her hips jerked forward and her nipples tightened. She felt the moisture between her legs and his one thrust growing deeper and faster. She was shivering and her entire body was convulsing but he didn’t stop. He kept driving into her harder and harder until they came together in a screaming orgasm.
Stars blended with the lights of the Christmas tree, and she wanted to claw at his shoulders as pleasure rolled over her. It was more than she could process and she had to close her eyes. She reached for Sean, needing some sort of comfort after that storm of ecstasy.
He pulled her into his arms and rocked her back and forth. “New tradition. I can’t wait to see what else you inspire me to do this Christmas.”
She opened her eyes, looking up into his, and she realized that if she didn’t tell him about the baby at this moment, she was going to lose him forever. The words were there but sort of stuck in the back of her throat. Then the doorbell rang and Sean leaned down to kiss her before getting to his feet and refastening his jeans.
“I’ll get that.”
She watched him leave with a heavy heart. He’d opened himself up to her and shown her that she could trust him but still she hesitated. She knew she couldn’t wait much longer, not only for hers and the baby’s sake, but for Sean’s too.
Twelve
“Ugly-sweater party!” Delaney exclaimed as she opened the front door of the home that she shared with Nolan and his six-year-old daughter, Daisey. Delaney and Daisey were wearing matching sweaters that were possibly the ugliest holiday sweaters that Paisley had ever seen, she thought as she entered. Red, green and gold knit had been embellished with hand-sewn gold bells and stars all over it.
Delaney lived in a large mansion with her fiancé, Nolan, who was an aerospace entrepreneur.
“Woo-hoo,” Paisley said. “You two look super cute.”
She handed her bestie the bottle of champagne she had brought as a hostess gift and then bent down to Daisey’s eye level and offered her the present she’d brought for her.
“Thank you, Paisley. Do I have to wait until Christmas to open it?” Daisey asked.
Paisley glanced up at Delaney, who nodded.
“Yes.”
“Darn it!” Daisey grumbled.
“Why don’t you go put it under the tree and let your daddy know that Paisley is here?”
As soon as Daisey was out of the hallway, Delaney turned to her. “Where’s Sean? Did he decide to ditch and head back to the West Coast?”