Dreaming in Dairyland by Kirsten Osbourne Read Free Book Online

incredible."  He pushed her gently back toward the bed.  "Sit down.  I'll get your stockings and shoes off."
    Cissie watched him kneel at her feet again, sliding each of her shoes off before he carefully rolled her stockings down her legs and off her feet.  When he'd put the second stocking on the floor, he lifted her bare foot to his mouth, kissing her arch. 
    "Hmm...looks like I only have one thing left on me, and you're still fully clothed."  Cissie took her other foot, and moved it inside his suit jacket, feeling his muscles against her toes. 
    "You had help!" he protested.
    She got to her feet and waited for him to do the same.  "Well, let me remove this last thing to clinch the win, and then I'll help you."  She didn't care if she'd cheated or not.  She wasn't going to have to cook for a week, and she'd take the victory and run with it.
    He watched as she shimmied out of her panties, standing before him totally nude.  He liked her boldness and found himself falling for her more than ever.  "I already said 'wow.'  How about, 'You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, and I can't believe you're mine?'"
    She laughed softly.  "That'll do."  Reaching out she pushed his jacket off his shoulders.  "I love how broad your shoulders are.  I'm a sucker for a man with strong muscles and a uniform.  Someday we're going to have to play cop and prisoner, but I want handcuffs lined with fur."  She wiggled her eyebrows at him.
    "You are going to be a handful, Cissie Anderson."
    "Did you ever doubt it?"  It seemed strange to hear him call her that, but she didn't take time to think about it.  Instead she untied his tie and slipped it out of the collar of his shirt, dropping it on the floor.  She'd find a way to convince him it was his job to pick it up later.  She had won after all!
    He shook his head.  No, he'd never doubted it.  He'd known from the first time he heard her sing that she was full of passion and life .  Holding on to her and clinging as long as he could was his only real option.  He needed her in more ways than he could possibly count.
    She swiftly unbuttoned his shirt, pushing it off his shoulders.  Taking a step back, she admired what she'd uncovered.  He had a light spattering of dark chest hair, just enough that she wanted to run her fingers through it, so she reached out a hand and touched.  What will that feel like against my breasts?   Not one given to wondering about anything for long if she could get an answer, she stepped closer to him and pressed against him, wiggling a little to feel the hair tickle her.  "I like!"
    Bob couldn't help but admire the way she took what she wanted.  He wondered what she'd do if he threw her down on the bed and stripped off his pants.  He took a deep breath to calm himself.  Slow and steady.
    Cissie made a face.  "You need to sit down.  I have to take your shoes and socks off now, 'cuz I'm not waiting to take your pants off, and you'll look silly with your socks on and no pants."  She'd seen men in movies in their socks and underwear, and it always made her laugh.  She did not want to be laughing at her sexy husband on their wedding night.
    Bob couldn't help but chuckle.  "Are you ever afraid to just take what you want?"
    Cissie shrugged.  "No one is going to hand me the world on a silver platter.  If I want something, it's my job to get it."  She didn't want things to be handed to her.  She liked being independent and getting what she wanted when she wanted it.  Cindy called her a control freak, but really?  She just knew what she wanted and how she wanted it.  Why did that make her a freak?
    "I'd give you the world if I could."  His words were simple, but he hoped she knew how heartfelt they were.
    She smiled.  He already acted like he was in love, but she knew that wasn't possible.  Someday soon, she hoped. 
    While he sat, she knelt at his feet and removed his socks and shoes.  "Now stand back up, because these things are