Christmas Eve Read Online Free Page A
Author: Flame Arden
weight in time with the rhythm as he tilted Eve's chin up so he could look into her eyes and perhaps read her thoughts. Her vulnerable expression made his blood surge as she stared up at him.
She'd need time to explore these unexpected feelings.
Nick didn't allow her time to think. He skimmed his fingers along her cheekbone, then cradled her head in his palm. "I think it's time I kiss you. Really kiss you," he murmured, lowering his head.
Eve's eyes fluttered shut and her warm breath feathered over his lips. So trusting. Fierce longing twisted his mid-section and refused to unwind, although he gave it a beat or two.
Eve's innocent response had turned his simple seduction into something far different. Something shattering. Something sweet.
His bold lips molded to her softer ones with more feeling than intended, revealing far too much of his need, but Nick couldn't help himself. Her innocence off-balanced him.
He backed off on the kiss and inhaled quickly, savoring the floral scent of Eve's elusive perfume and her lingering taste.
Inch by devastating inch, her hands slowly slid under his robe and up Nick's bare chest, burning a path up his sensitive flesh, then around his neck where she laced her fingertips. Her movements were tentative, but she still managed to make his knees weak.
He shook his head. Why? Why Eve? Why now ?
Puzzled, he glanced down at her. Lush, swollen lips filtered the warm breath fanning his chin. He'd kissed his share of sexy lips. Equally kiss-swollen lips. But this mouth, Eve's mouth, excited him beyond all reason. Why ?
Before he could lower his lips to hers and find out, her clasped hands exerted gentle pressure on the back of his neck and pulled his mouth back down to hers.
A woman with a sexy mouth, a woman who reads minds. Dangerous combination .
Their lips met, his possessive, her promising, and his body strongly reacted to her kiss. He felt almost drunk in the awareness that Eve's needs matched his desire. His hands skidded over the slope of her hips to cup the roundness of her butt. He pulled her firmly up against him, then shifted his weight, shifting so that her hips cradled Croupier.
* * * * *
Back away, now, or you won't be able to . Eve smoothed her hands down Nick's back instead.
No one need ever know, and she needed this.
Gut-punched by a fresh wave of desire, she licked his lips. Then hers.
The sensual action rocked Eve to her toes. A second wave of desire rocked her as well. She wrapped the fingers of one hand around Nick's upper arm and held on, relying on his strength to keep her upright. She was not disappointed. Muscles rippled beneath that hand, while beneath her other, she felt the shuddering of his heart.
He seemed as moved as Eve. The knowledge restored her own strength. That and his taste on her lips.
Heat pooled in Eve's belly, but she refused to back off. Any misgivings she'd had about sleeping with Nick vanished, evaporated by the delicious warmth spreading to the apex of her thighs and igniting every nerve ending she possessed.
"Nick..." She moaned, surprising herself when his name escaped her lips.
Chapter Four
"I’d planned to go slow." Nick lifted his mouth rather than take advantage of Eve's parted lips and took a step back.
Smiling seductively, she trailed her manicured nails over his ribs. He grabbed one hand, then the other, and brushed his lips over her knuckles.
"You know what? I'm starved. Have dinner with me?"
Those twin flames of flickering desire in his eyes intrigued her. Eve shook her head to shake off the last remnants of yearning, the faint muzziness caused by need.
"Eat?" Good lord . She'd all but thrown herself at him and Nick was hungry for food.
"Come on, the table's all set." Taking her hand in his, he urged her to follow him through a wide archway into the adjoining room where a candle-lit table for two had been placed near another fire, this one a gas log. Nick pulled out a chair for her.
"Were you expecting
She'd need time to explore these unexpected feelings.
Nick didn't allow her time to think. He skimmed his fingers along her cheekbone, then cradled her head in his palm. "I think it's time I kiss you. Really kiss you," he murmured, lowering his head.
Eve's eyes fluttered shut and her warm breath feathered over his lips. So trusting. Fierce longing twisted his mid-section and refused to unwind, although he gave it a beat or two.
Eve's innocent response had turned his simple seduction into something far different. Something shattering. Something sweet.
His bold lips molded to her softer ones with more feeling than intended, revealing far too much of his need, but Nick couldn't help himself. Her innocence off-balanced him.
He backed off on the kiss and inhaled quickly, savoring the floral scent of Eve's elusive perfume and her lingering taste.
Inch by devastating inch, her hands slowly slid under his robe and up Nick's bare chest, burning a path up his sensitive flesh, then around his neck where she laced her fingertips. Her movements were tentative, but she still managed to make his knees weak.
He shook his head. Why? Why Eve? Why now ?
Puzzled, he glanced down at her. Lush, swollen lips filtered the warm breath fanning his chin. He'd kissed his share of sexy lips. Equally kiss-swollen lips. But this mouth, Eve's mouth, excited him beyond all reason. Why ?
Before he could lower his lips to hers and find out, her clasped hands exerted gentle pressure on the back of his neck and pulled his mouth back down to hers.
A woman with a sexy mouth, a woman who reads minds. Dangerous combination .
Their lips met, his possessive, her promising, and his body strongly reacted to her kiss. He felt almost drunk in the awareness that Eve's needs matched his desire. His hands skidded over the slope of her hips to cup the roundness of her butt. He pulled her firmly up against him, then shifted his weight, shifting so that her hips cradled Croupier.
* * * * *
Back away, now, or you won't be able to . Eve smoothed her hands down Nick's back instead.
No one need ever know, and she needed this.
Gut-punched by a fresh wave of desire, she licked his lips. Then hers.
The sensual action rocked Eve to her toes. A second wave of desire rocked her as well. She wrapped the fingers of one hand around Nick's upper arm and held on, relying on his strength to keep her upright. She was not disappointed. Muscles rippled beneath that hand, while beneath her other, she felt the shuddering of his heart.
He seemed as moved as Eve. The knowledge restored her own strength. That and his taste on her lips.
Heat pooled in Eve's belly, but she refused to back off. Any misgivings she'd had about sleeping with Nick vanished, evaporated by the delicious warmth spreading to the apex of her thighs and igniting every nerve ending she possessed.
"Nick..." She moaned, surprising herself when his name escaped her lips.
Chapter Four
"I’d planned to go slow." Nick lifted his mouth rather than take advantage of Eve's parted lips and took a step back.
Smiling seductively, she trailed her manicured nails over his ribs. He grabbed one hand, then the other, and brushed his lips over her knuckles.
"You know what? I'm starved. Have dinner with me?"
Those twin flames of flickering desire in his eyes intrigued her. Eve shook her head to shake off the last remnants of yearning, the faint muzziness caused by need.
"Eat?" Good lord . She'd all but thrown herself at him and Nick was hungry for food.
"Come on, the table's all set." Taking her hand in his, he urged her to follow him through a wide archway into the adjoining room where a candle-lit table for two had been placed near another fire, this one a gas log. Nick pulled out a chair for her.
"Were you expecting
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