Christmas Eve by Flame Arden Read Free Book Online Page B

her body again proudly nude. She looked as sweet as that infamous apple her Biblical namesake had offered to Adam and twice as tempting. This Eve wore soft suede, knee-high boots.
    Man, oh, man . She sure knew how to stoke his fires. Forget those much talked about fig leaves. He was fast developing a fetish for stiletto-heeled boots.
    Nick shrugged his shoulders, knowing that was all it would take to make the robe he wore start a downward slide. As the sleeves cleared his fingertips he took a bold step toward her.
    Now there was no space between himself and Eve. Deeply satisfied, he gathered her into his arms. His proud cock throbbed against her flat stomach. She looked into his eyes, identical flames of desire burning in hers.
    He dipped his head. Their lips met and he kissed her thoroughly.
    She smiled seductively.
    "Care to share the joke?" He cupped her chin in his palm.
    She tilted her head to the side, gazing into his eyes. "Not on your life."
    Her coquettish look made him feel boyishly alive and he kissed her slowly, so that her mouth opened for him. "You want to play?" With his fingernail, he traced the dark area surrounding her pouty nipple. Her tantalizing woman-scent already had him hot with desire.
    "I'm game. You taste like brandied cherries, decadently sweet."
    He eased Eve down on the bed and, on his knees, gave one of her boots a hard tug. Nick flopped back hard on his butt. The boot came off easier than he'd expected, not at all like his boots.
    "Nick? Are you all right?" Eve solicitously leaped to her feet and wobbled on her remaining boot and a thigh-high stockinged foot to where he sat on the floor.
    He sucked in a quick breath. She hovered right above him, the auburn curls concealing her cunt almost brushing his face. Certain he had died and gone to heaven, he flattened both hands on her rounded buttocks and pulled her into his embrace.
    Her heady, arousing scent was almost his undoing as he encouraged Eve to sink her weight, bringing her slick clit within his reach. Like a man thirsting for drink, he buried his face in her honeyed pussy, seeking her moist sheath.
    After her initial throaty response, Eve locked her fingers in his hair and began to make faint panting sounds that threatened his sanity.
    She climaxed right in his mouth, then sank to her knees on the thick rag rug, too weak to stand. With some quick planning on his part she came to rest on her side with those divine burgundy nipples—miracles do happen—only inches from his mouth.
    While Eve's breathing returned to normal, he contented himself with admiring looks and a lingering caress, her lust-flavored taste still on his tongue. But when he could no longer postpone his pulsing need, he drew a puckered nipple into his mouth, wrapped his tongue around it. Sensing the resurgence of need in Eve, he gently bit the tip just to the point of giving her pleasure, never pain.
    She rolled her shoulders. Nick took her action as a sign she wanted more, for the sensual motion thrust her rounded breast more firmly against his lips. He drew the sensitive nipple and the supple flesh surrounding it deep into his mouth.
    Eve moaned and let her head loll back. While he rolled on a condom, her eyes drifted shut.
    She lay on her side, facing him and he placed a possessive hand on her hip, pulled her close, his action wedging his hot, engorged cock between her thighs. Slowly, she opened her eyes and to allow him easier access to her now throbbing depths, draped her still booted calf over his thigh. His heartbeat ratcheted into orbit.
    Her sheath no longer constricted his penis and he immediately rammed his hard dick home.
    Pleasured moans replaced her grin. "Oh, yes, Nick. Yes."
    A resounding "Yes" accompanied each of his deep strokes, followed by the slap of soft leather smacking his bare buttocks, urging him to go deeper, still. She might as well have applied a whip to his butt. He raced blindly toward oblivion in an unquenchable frenzy, carrying Eve along