Page 60 of A Cowboy's Twinkling Lights Lasso
“Thorn—“ She arches her back with a soft moan.
I feel her inching toward the edge. Her breaths grow ragged, and her body trembles beneath my touch. My fingers and tongue work together, drawing out her pleasure. I watch her face, captivated by the expressions of bliss that cross her features as I bring her to the brink. With a final cry, she surrenders, and I revel in her release. The sight of her in that moment is pure bliss—vulnerable yet powerful, lost in her world of satisfaction.
I slip on the condone before I settle my weight onto her, and I watch her come down from her high, breathless, and radiant.
She opens her eyes and meets my gaze. We share a knowing smile.
“That was amazing.” Her whisper is thick with lust.
“You’re amazing.” I kiss her, and at the same time, I bury myself inside her.
Her warmth envelopes me, and I can’t help the low growl of pleasure that rips up my chest. My hands explore her curves, tracing the line of her waist as I press deeper. Each thrust is met with a delicious tightness that ignited every nerve ending in my body. I’m lost quickly in the rhythm, pushing deeper into the blissful haze. As I reach my peak, time seems to stand still. Every muscle tightens. Every breath quickens. I explode inside her. A rush of pleasure echoes through every part of my being.
I collapse against her, the world slowly coming back into focus. I busy my face on her hair and feel her fingers trace my back.
“That was fucking amazing,” I grumble in her ear.
Her chest rumbles against mine as she laughs. “You’re fucking amazing.”
I chuckle. “I want to stay like this forever.”
“If only we could.”
“We could hibernate in here naked for the rest of the day.” I lift my head to look at her. “Watch an endless slew of movies and make love on every surface.” I kiss the tip of her nose while brushing her hair away from her face.
“And pass up on all the things the lodge has to offer. The sleigh rides and hot chocolate bar.”
“You can ride me all afternoon and well into the morning.”
She laughs harder. “And the hot chocolate?”
“Room service.”
She presses her lips together in thought. “Can they be Christmas movies?”
“They can be any movie you like as long as you’re naked.”
She kisses me. “Order popcorn, too. Lots of popcorn.”
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I’M NOT IMPRESSED when we’re interrupted by her sister. I’m equally ticked off when she orders Flora to her room alone.
“I’ll be quick.” She skips around the bedroom, collecting her clothes. “It’s likely nothing more than a boy problem.”
I lean against the doorway naked and growing hard just watching her.
I don’t want to let her go. I don’t want to say goodbye to her now or when she leaves tomorrow. I don’t want to be separated for months with nothing more than this weekend between us.I want to get on my knees and ask her to marry me. I want to throw her over my shoulder, carry her to the town hall, and say our vows. But I also don’t want to scare her away, so I say nothing of such plans.
“We could get something to eat,” I suggest, seeing it is well past supper.
She straightens, slipping her arms into the blouse just covering her panties. “I could do supper.” Her eyes find my hardon, and she smiles. “This has to be some sort of record.”
“It is for me.”
