Page 38 of A Cowboy Home for Christmas
“I’m going’ to explode if you keep it up,” he rasps.
“I need you inside me. Now.” I unbuckle his pants.
“Yes, ma’am.” He shoves them down his legs. In one swift move, he thrust inside me. I clutch his shoulders. This isn’t slow and sweet like the last time. He pumps rough and fast, and just in the right place. The pressure explodes in waves of pleasure. My eyes flutter closed. I feel his final thrust. He grunts through his own release.
Chapter Ten
LAUREN
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IDON’T KNOW wheremy skin begins and Barker’s ends. Our naked bodies tangle together to perfection. As they have every night this week.
“I don’t want you to go,” his husky voice mumbles against the back of my head.
It’s just after five in the morning. About the time I sneak out of his bed and into my own. Before the girls come bouncing on my bed.
“I don’t want to go either.” I wiggle my backside against his morning wood.
He moans, tightening his arms around me.
I couldn’t have asked for a better week. I’m sad the morning of Christmas eve has rolled around so quickly. It’s the last morning I’ll be waking up curled in Barker’s arms. I can’t chance it tomorrow morning. The girls have been known to wake up at four in the morning to open presents.
‘I’m going to miss waking up next to you.” I love his half asleep grumbles. “You wrapped in my arms. The smell of sex on your body -“
I laugh. “I’m going to miss this, too.”
“Maybe we’ll need another vacation sooner than later.”
“A January vacation sounds good.”
“Maybe a February Valentine’s Day getaway. Just the two of us. My parents can watch the girls.”
“I would love that.”
“I love you, Lauren.”
