Drake Sisters 02 - The Twilight Before Christmas

Excitement raced through her, curled heat in her deepest core. She drew the blouse obediently over her head so that her ful breasts spil ed over the fine white cups of her bra. “Is this what you’re looking for?” She slid her hand over her skin, drawing his attention to the taut peaks.
    Matt reached to draw the zipper of her jeans down. “Exactly like that.” There was a husky catch to his voice, the playfulness slipping away as he tugged the material from her body. He left her sexy little thong. “Every time I see that thing, I want to take it off with my teeth,” he admitted, and bent to the task.
    Kate enjoyed the feel of his hands on her body. Big hands. Capable. Nearly covering her buttocks as he lifted her hips and teased her skin with his teeth. Just that fast she was swamped with heat, her body flushed and alive and in desperate need. The thought of the Christmas pageant went out of her head, and much more erotic thoughts took its place. His mouth was everywhere, his tongue teasing and dancing, his teeth pul ing at the only barrier between him and his goal.
    She felt the sudden release as the material parted, the cool air mingling with her own heat, then the plunging of his tongue going deep while she nearly came off the bed, air bursting from her lungs in a wild rush. It was only his hands holding her down that kept her open to him while he made certain she not only was prepared for him, but that she hungered for him. Laughing, he slid his body over hers, settling over her soft form, gripping her hips to pul her to meet the hard thrust as he joined them together.
    “I think that kingly robe works just fine,” Kate managed to say, in between gasps of pleasure.
    “Maybe I’l keep it if it gets this kind of results,” he teased. He began to move, a slow assault on her senses, driving deep, needing her body, needing to feel the way she welcomed him. The heat and fire. Flames licking over his skin. “I love watching you when we make love,” he admitted. She was so completely abandoned in the way she gave herself to him.

    Kate loved the way he watched her. There was desire etched into the lines of his face. There was hunger in the depths of his eyes. There was steel in his body and a fine hot heat that made her flame, catch fire, and burn with passion. “I love making love with you,” she told him, sliding her arms around his neck to draw his head down to hers.
    “That’s a good thing, Katie.” His teeth nibbled at her chin, her ful bottom lip. “Because I think we’re going to be spending a lot of time doing just that.”
    Kate gave herself up to the sheer glory of his body driving so deeply into hers. The pressure built and built, and she dug her fingers into his shoulders, holding on as they soared together in perfect unison.
    He lay over her, fighting for his breath, trying to slow his heart rate.
    “You’re laughing,” she observed. “I told you, your entire family laughs at me.”
    “I can’t help it, Kate. And I’m laughing at me. I feel like one of those sappy men who run around with a big grin on his face al the time. I feel like grinning al the time around you, and it’s so idiotic.”
    Kate’s answering smile was slow. She rubbed her face against his chest. “I’m just beginning to realize how much I mean to you, Matthew.”
    He kissed her tenderly, his hands framing her face. “I adore you. Why else would I ever put that horrible robe on in front of the entire town?”
    Kate looked smug. “And you know what I’l be thinking about when you come walking down the street looking sexy and kingly.”
    “I’l tel you what you’d better be thinking, Katie.” He took a deep breath. “You’d better be thinking, ‘here comes the man I intend to marry.’” He feathered kisses along the corners of her mouth. “Marry me, Kate. Spend your life with me.”
    She looked up at his beloved face. Her fingers slid through his hair in a loving caress. “I don’t climb mountains or swim seas, Matthew. I sit in the corner and read books. I’m not at al brave. You have to be very sure that it’s me you want.”
    “More than anything in the world, Kate. You. With you I have everything.”
    “Wel , I guess that kingly robe is lucky after al .” She kissed his throat, his chin. Found his mouth with hers and poured heat and fire and promises into her kiss.
    He responded just the way she knew he would, his arms wrapping her close, his body coming alive, growing hard and thick