“That sounds nice.” Winter’s stomach fluttered at the thought of going to his place. Hoping that she was going to spend the night, she relaxed back into the seat, her pussy heating when she recalled how he felt filling her mouth.
“Are you hungry? I have sandwich stuff at my place or we can swing in and grab some fast food.”
Winter shook her head. “Sandwiches sound fine to me.”
“Okay.”
A few minutes later, they pulled into an attached garage on an older but well-preserved house slightly outside the run-down area where the students generally rented homes.
“This is nice,” Winter said as they made their way from the garage through the connecting door.
“Thanks. It’s a work in progress. One of the first things I did was open the garage up to the house. It really makes a difference in bad weather,” he said in a distracted voice. He took their coats and tossed them onto the leather couch that outlined one side of the living room and Winter barely had time to blink before Will had her in his arms.
“I need you first,” Will stated plainly, with his hands already moving to pull up her dress. Once it was whisked over her head, she stood still while he stared at her.
“You’re gorgeous,” he whispered, his fingers tracing the outline of her black lace bra. Licking his lips, he smiled at her before taking her hand. “Bedroom is this way.”
Following behind him, she watched the corded muscles on his back move with his steps. He was still shirtless and she was itching to knock the suspenders off his shoulders.
Once they reached the bedroom, Will took her into his arms once again. Catching her lips in a hot kiss, he tangled his tongue with hers as his hands moved to undo the clasp of her bra. Once the garment was loosened, his hands swooped forward to remove her breasts from the cups. The action caused her nipples to harden immediately at the combination of the cold air and the friction from his palms.
Letting go of her mouth, he trailed his lips to her cheek and then to her ear. Sucking on the lobe, he palmed her breast with her hard nipple snuggling into the center of his palm.
“Are you on anything?” he asked quietly.
“I’m on the pill.”
“I’m clean. We were just tested for our physicals at the station.”
“I just had my yearly exam. I’m clean too.”
“I wanna fuck you bare, Winter. You okay with that?” Will asked, his voice deep with desire.
With him nipping at her ear, she had trouble focusing on his words but managed a nod.
“I need you to say it,” he said huskily.
Winter shivered, her pussy flooded at the image the statement evoked. “I want you to fuck me bare. Nothing between us.” Using her hands to push his suspenders down, she undid the buckle on his pants and moved them out of her way.
“Never anything between us,” he agreed with a nod.
Soon, naked in front of each other for the first time, the pair took a moment to stare.
“You’re fucking gorgeous,” Will said, one of his hands absentmindedly stroking up and down his length.
“So are you,” Winter whispered as she reached out catch a drop of precum that had formed on the head of his cock. Moving the wet finger to her mouth, she stuck it inside her lips to taste the offering.
“Fuck, come ’ere.” Will grabbed her arms roughly and pulled her close. Walking her backward until she bumped into the bed, he lowered until she was sitting down.
“I need to lick this pussy,” he murmured roughly.
That was her only warning before he literally dropped to the floor and dove into her lap. Strong hands spread her legs out and up, causing Winter to drop back to lie on the bed, her ass partially hanging off the end as he lapped at her wetness. The sound, not to mention the feel, of him feasting at her core made her moan. There was nothing better than a man who knew his way around oral sex.
Will’s tongue moved up and down her clit. Circling the area over and over with flicks and sucks, he moved a thick finger into her channel, working it deep before adding another, keeping the motions smooth. Careful not to catch the sensitive skin, he stroked her in a steady rhythm, curling his clever, knowing fingers to rub against her G-spot.
Winter was soon shaking at the overload of sensations. The pressure from his large hand was overwhelming. She closed her eyes, pushing her head back into the pillow to try to steady herself. Winter wanted to savor this feeling for as long as she was able. Not wanting to come and have it end too soon, but the need to race for the finish line warred within her. Then came a new sensation, the unsought and almost shocking feel of a wet finger nudging into her asshole. The combination of clit stimulation and being stuffed by his solid fingers had her writhing and groaning in desperation. Her pussy tightened and clenched on him in a steady beat and Winter moaned long and loud, thrown over into orgasm.
Will stood up, letting go of her legs so they dropped back down to the bed. Winter was still shaking with the remnants of her orgasm as she watched him grip his dick in a tight squeeze.
“Scoot back and brace yourself. This first time is going to be fast and hard,” he warned, his hand still tugging at his dick.
Winter licked her lips at the sight of his hard cock in his hand, the reddened head poking free of his fist as he moved it up and down. “I can’t wait,” she whispered.
Will jerked his head in the direction of the pillows, telling her without words where he wanted her.
Winter scooted until she was cradled against the soft pillows at the head of his bed and opened her legs wide. Will put his knee on the bed and crawled toward her like a panther prowling after his prey.
“I love that you aren’t completely bare.” The words were accompanied by a light tug to the trimmed hair at the top of her mound.
“Good,” she murmured, barely paying attention to his words as she watched his cock bob with his movements.
Will’s fingers moved up and down her pussy lips once and then twice before he seemed satisfied with her wetness. Shuffling in between her splayed legs, he gripped his cock and pointed it downward toward her opening, running the tip around her clit before plunging down in one hard thrust.
“Sweet Jesus,” Winter yelled at the fullness of his entry. She had not had anything other than her own slim fingers filling her pussy in months. The sudden thick shaft spearing her felt as if it were stretching her to her limits.
Will settled over her body, his arms braced next to her head. “Are you okay, babe?” he asked. Leaning down to kiss her quickly, he shifted even closer, making sure he was in all the way to the base.
“Yeah, give me a second to get used to you.” Her voice came out on a pant. Her pussy was already starting to clutch desperately at the thick length filling it.
“It feels to me like you’re ready,” Will observed, circling his hips without pulling out.
“Do that again!” Winter said quickly as she gripped his ass, her knees bent up as far as they could go.
“Hang on, sweetheart.”
With that his only warning, Will started thrusting hard and heavy into her. With his elbows bent and braced into the pillow beside her head, Winter was surrounded by his strong biceps. On every downward thrust, Will managed to grind her hard clit with his pubic hair. The sensation hurtled her toward a second orgasm. Chasing her climax, Winter pumped her own hips as much as she was able to. Legs spread as wide and high as they could be, she alternated between gripping his waist and hips to increase his speed.
“Fuck me,” she whispered, her head turned to nip at the muscles caging her skull against the pillow.
At her words, Will pushed up and sat back on his heels. Gripping her fleshy hips in his hands, he pulled her up and into his lap. Spearing her on his cock, he used his strength to fuck into her harder and harder with each thrust.
Winter tightened her legs around his
hips, anchoring herself as close to him as possible. Removing one hand from her hip, Will reached up suddenly to smack the front lips of her pussy, the sharp tap right over the padded skin above her clit jerking her body. The small, surprise burst of pain that followed had Winter starting to climax again. Moaning loudly, her head digging into the pillow underneath her, she found her body bowed with the force of her orgasm. Will’s puppet now, Winter cried out at the second slap and the burning sensation of her sensitive skin tingling in the aftermath. The third smack was the one that prolonged the orgasm she was still lost in, mindless and adrift.
Winter became aware Will was still poised above her. She opened her eyes to look blearily at her lover. Will mumbled under his breath as he started to move again. Unsure what he’d said, Winter could only hold on to his arms with the small amount of strength she had left. Her climaxes had left her wiped out. She turned her head and kissed one of the biceps braced next to her head. Will hunched forward, punching his hips with each spurt of his cum into her receiving body.
As they both came down from the high, the only sounds in the room were their pants. Pulling air into her lungs, Winter tried to calm down her fast-beating heart.
“Holy shit,” she breathed out, cradling his body on top of hers.
“Yeah, holy shit,” Will muttered against her breasts.
Sliding his cock out of her pussy, Will fell to her side in exhaustion.
A trickle of cum followed Will’s withdrawal. Winter felt an odd sort of fulfillment at the sensation of being claimed so thoroughly. With his wetness sliding from her slit and dripping down over her asshole, she shivered at the sensation.
Tilting her hips to the side to avoid the wetness spreading onto the bed underneath her, Winter hugged Will’s naked body to hers.
As one arm tucked around her, his free hand gripped her own in the middle of his chest.
“Someday I’m going to marry you,” he said again, his voice soft yet serious.
Winter rubbed her nose against his chest, breathing in the unique smell of sweaty, sated male. She couldn’t help but smile against his skin and place a soft kiss where her mouth was.
“I’m starting to believe you,” she answered.
“Good.”
Epilogue
Christmas Day
“What did you get me? What did you get me?” Winter asked, jumping up and down.
“Calm down,” Will admonished as he held the bag above her head. “You have to wait until it’s time to open presents.”
“So that rules out anything dirty…” she mused, reaching again for the bag. “There’s no way you’d get me something naughty and expect me to open it in front of your family.”
“I still can’t believe Jasmine got you a vibrator and wrapped it in Jesus-covered Christmas paper,” Will said, shaking his head.
“Don’t diss that present. If memory serves right, you enjoyed it just as much as I did.” She nipped at his plump lower lip. Catching it gently with her teeth, she moaned when he pressed closer, rubbing his hips against her stomach.
“That’s the closest you will ever get to double penetration, babe. I couldn’t imagine letting another man touch you.” The admission was delivered with a sucking kiss to her mouth.
The memory of the previous night made her hot. Will had said he was going to fuck her ass and he’d delivered in full. Using her new vibrator in her pussy, he’d made their first anal experience something she would never forget.
While he was distracted, Winter tried to snatch the shopping bag from his hand one more time. Missing her goal, she giggled when he smacked her hard on the fleshy cheek of her ass. “Hey now,” she teased.
“Don’t act like you didn’t like that. I remember exactly how much you liked a few well-timed, well-aimed smacks last night…”
Winter felt her face heat with the blush taking over her cheeks. “Dammit, Will. You can’t go around saying shit like that.”
“It’s the truth.” Will smiled sexily at her as he watched her fidget. “Don’t be bashful, babe. It was seriously one of the sexiest things I have ever seen.”
“I still can’t believe I reacted like that,” Winter said under her breath.
“It’s gonna happen again if I have anything to say about it. Now quit distracting me. We’ll be late if we don’t get moving. Enrique’s lunch starts at noon and then my family starts theirs at six once Dave finishes his shift at the hospital.” Will hustled her to the door.
“I still can’t believe you talked me into Christmas dinner with your family,” she mused out loud.
“They want to meet the elf who saved the fire station fund-raiser.”
“Is that all I am to you?” she teased, holding his hand as they walked down the sidewalk to his truck.
Will helped her climb in before tucking his bag of presents behind the seat of the extended cab.
“You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me,” Will said seriously as he took his place in the driver’s seat. “Plus, my dad wants to meet the girl I’m going to marry.”
“Holy shit, Will. Please tell me you haven’t told your parents that,” she pleaded, embarrassment lacing her voice. “They’re going to think you’re crazy.”
“I told you before. It happened to my dad and to my brothers. When we know, we just know.” Chucking her under the chin to close her mouth, he winked at her. “I just have to convince you.”
“You’re getting there, Will Holiday. You’re getting there,” she said with a smile.
Reaching across the center console, Will gripped her hand in his own. Raising her fist to his mouth, he placed a kiss on the back of her fingers.
Winter couldn’t help but think that maybe Christmas miracles did happen…even to those who didn’t necessarily believe in them.
Meet the Author
Leora Gonzales is an original Kansas girl who misses the Sunflower State every day. She spends time reading, writing . . . and making sure her two kids don’t kill themselves or each other. She’s addicted to tattoos, good food, good company—and finding lots of reasons to laugh or smile every day.
Visit her on the web at
leoragonzales.com or follow her on Twitter @Leora_Gonzales.
Wanted: Mom for Christmas
By Lee Kilraine
Christmas is coming to Climax, North Carolina—and it’s delivering an unexpected second chance right to Hawk Savage’s door . . .
or small-town cop and single dad Hawk Savage, Christmas tends to be more hassle and worry than mistletoe and magic. His daughter, Heather, is ten going on teenager, while his son, Henry Lee, has decided he needs a mommy, ASAP. HL’s constant matchmaking is enough to break a father’s heart, but Hawk has a more immediate problem. His high-school girlfriend, Nora Joy, just arrived on his doorstep, claiming to be his family’s new Rent-A-Mom. He sure didn’t hire her, but he can’t turn Nora’s admittedly shapely tush out on the street.
Sidelined by injury, Olympic medal-winning volleyball player Nora receives a mysterious Rent-A-Mom job offer just when her finances, and her spirits, are at an all-time low. True, she’s not much for cooking. Or housekeeping. Still, it’s hard to resist Hawk’s children…and Hawk himself has changed from the lanky teenager she once knew to a strong, steady, very tempting man.
Christmas in Climax is shaping up to be full of surprises. But the biggest one of all might be the happy-ever-after that a little boy’s Christmas wish can bring . . .
Find out more about Lee Kilraine at:
http://www.kensingtonbooks.com/author.aspx/31749
Chapter 1
Believe
“Dad, I need you to take me bra shopping.”
As a widowed father with a fast approaching teenage daughter, Hawk Savage had been dreading this day for years. He knew it was inevitable. He’d tried to avoid it by having his sister, Georgie, handle it, but
that had been a no-go for his very shy daughter.
“Daddy, did you hear me?”
“I heard you, Heather.” He kept his hands in the sink, scrubbing the dishes with careful attention lest he turn and look at his daughter. Holy fuck, she was only ten. Still a baby in the scheme of things. Ten seemed too early. He thought he’d had at least another, hell, five years. “I thought your Aunt Georgie took you shopping last week.”
“She did, but I was too embarrassed. I need you to take me.” He heard Heather’s sneakers shuffle against the floor behind him. “I’m like the only girl in the fourth grade not wearing one.”
How could that be? Did he know this about fourth grade girls? No. Wait... if she needed a bra then...Closing his eyes, he ran some words through his head, but his brain was refusing to cooperate. “Have you...you know...”
“Have I what?” Heather’s voice inflected up. Of course his shy, sensitive daughter was as embarrassed by this conversation as he was.
Hawk had lived through war zones, shoot outs with gangs, and raids on meth labs. All of those seemed easier than what he had to steer through right now. “Have you started menstruating?”
“Eeew, Daaad, stop. I knew I couldn’t ask you!” Her last word ended on a sob, and she sprinted from the kitchen and up to her room, her bedroom door slamming—a big old exclamation point to how badly he’d messed that up.
He pulled his hands from the sudsy water, then grabbed onto the sink ledge with a white knuckled grip. Times like this, when he failed his kids, he wished fate had dealt him a different hand. But that only made him feel guilty—because he knew Holly had had the worst deal of all. Hell, he had no doubt if Holly were the one single parenting, she wouldn’t be screwing up like he was. “I could use some help here. A little guidance. Throw me a rope, a sign, anything. I’m heading into unfamiliar territory with no map.”
“Who are you talking to?”
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