House of Trent 01.5 - His for Christmas by Jennifer Haymore Read Free Book Online Page A

licked it. His hand clamped over her shoulder, keeping her anchored firmly to the bed, as his lips encircled her.
    Sensation shot through her, powerful ripples of desire and tingling, agonizing sweetness. She thrust her hand into his soft, thick brown hair and pulled him tighter against her chest.
    He suckled her, giving equal attention to both breasts, until she was gasping for air. Until she was so desperate, so ripe with need, every inch of her skin ached.
    Nibbling and licking her skin, he moved downward, kissing the under slopes of her breasts, her ribs, and her belly, making appreciative noises—she heard “lovely” and “beautiful” each more than once. His hands seemed to touch her everywhere at the same time. They moved over her breasts, the curves of her waist, her hipbones and her stomach.
    He placed one warm, heavy hand on her thigh. His expression was intent as he gazed down at her.
    She’d never thought she could be this brave, but the brazen, confident part of her wanted to show him everything. Wanted to bare herself completely.
    He nudged her legs apart and nestled his body between them.
    She widened her legs to accommodate him, and he blew out a breath of appreciation. “So pretty,” he murmured.
    His approval sent a new flush of desire through her.
    When his mouth touched her mound, she jumped and squealed softly in surprise.
    “Shhh.” He pressed a gentle kiss to that most private part of her and she melted with a sigh. His lips felt so exquisite on her, his licks so smooth and tender.
    Using his fingers to open her, he stroked her in a motion that sent that sweet sensation rippling through her, and then followed the trail with his lips and tongue.
    “Oh, Evan,” she breathed.
    “Mmm,” he said against her sensitized flesh. “You taste so good, Amelia. Like heat and spice and woman. I could feast on you forever.”
    Amelia gave herself over to the pleasure he wrought. It was Evan who touched her. For so long, she’d harbored innocent, girlish dreams of his kiss. Now it had gone so far past an innocent kiss. Now, he was doing wicked, carnal things to her, things she’d never imagined. And she loved it.
    He stroked his fingers over her as his tongue circled the little nub between her legs. One finger slid inside her, then two.
    She gripped the blankets and dug her heels into the mattress, gritting her teeth so she wouldn’t scream.
    His movements sent a flush of pleasure through her that grew as he increased the intensity. He pumped his fingers into her deeper while his tongue circled her sensitized outer flesh. Soon, she thrashed on the bed, completely lost to pleasure.
    It built and built until she was mindless with need. And when she thought she wouldn’t be able to tolerate it for a second longer, she exploded on his fingers and over his tongue. Her body went rigid as her muscles contracted then released and the orgasm washed through her in deep, sweet waves that extended to the tips of her fingertips and toes.
    His movements gentled as she floated down from it. Finally, he removed his fingers and mouth from her still-pulsing center. She was only half aware of him moving over her limp, languid body.
    “I need to be inside you. Now.” The words were growled with such intensity her eyes opened, and she gazed up into his face, all harsh lines, thinned lips, and narrowed eyes. His desire for her was thick, a near-tangible force that resonated from his body.
    Her own body responded, flaring back to awareness, to arousal almost immediately.
    Without delaying another second, he pushed into her, deep and hard. She arched up with a gasp as he filled her, her body instinctively meeting his powerful thrust.
    She wrapped her arms around him, feeling him everywhere. As a deep shudder resonated through his body, he pulled almost all the way out then surged into her again.
    Their gazes locked. She gazed into those brown eyes, and love surged through her. She adored the way he looked, how his features