“Can I help you with anything?”
She hadn’t realized that Ben had walked into the kitchen. He had his arms around her, and was kissing her neck before she knew it.
“Nope, everything is under control.”
“It’s almost midnight,” he whispered in her right ear.
“Do you ever make a wish on Christmas Eve?” she asked, rubbing her hands over his.
“Nope, I make mine on New Year’s Eve. However, go ahead if you want to make yours.”
“I just did.”
“And what did you wish for?”
“I can’t tell you or it won’t come true.”
He kissed her neck again. “Does it still come true if I guess what it was?”
“I’m not sure about that, but go ahead and try.”
“Let’s see. I’m guessing you want to be searched again.”
She burst out laughing as he tickled her waist.
“Nope, that wasn’t it.” She barely got those words out before she laughed.
She turned around and he circled her with his arms.
“Maybe you wished to be kissed,” Ben said.
He leaned in and put his lips on hers. His solid, hard cock pierced her belly, stirring up her libido again. She opened her mouth to him. His tongue glided around her lips before pushing gently inside her mouth, and then dueling with her own.
Ben eased his hand up under the shirt she’d thrown on when the lights went out…his shirt. He must have taken it off before she’d arrived and set it down on his jacket. She’d found it, and without asking his permission, had worn it. She loved its brushed fabric because it kept her warm. But most of all, she loved that his scent, a musky, spicy one, permeated very thread of it. Now she’d always associate Christmas Eve with that familiar smell.
Ben tickled her tummy and then walked his hand down over her lower belly, passing through her pubic hair, catching her clit as he explored her folds.
It hadn’t been her wish, but now Jade wished that he’d lift her up and carry her into the living room and make love to her in front of the roaring flames. That had been one of her fantasies since she was a teenage girl and started reading her mother’s romance books.
Yeah, that sort of thing only happens in romance novels, not in real life.
“What are you thinking?” he asked.
He played with her entrance, teasing her like he was going to push his finger inside her, but instead circled it.
“I was thinking how wonderful it would be if you carried me into the living room and made love to me in front of the fire.”
There, it was out. Strangely, it hadn’t sounded as ridiculous as it had in her head.
He was probably going to laugh, because it was on every woman’s want list. And every guy’s, yeah, babe in your dreams, comeback line.
Without saying anything, he swept her up. He placed his arm under her butt, cradled her to his body, and made his way out of the kitchen.
She hoped he didn’t put his back out––not only for his own good, but now it looked like he was about to make her dream come true, and she didn’t want anything getting in the way.
Ben set her gently down on the floor. He rested her head on the pillow he’d dragged over from the chair. He unbuttoned the shirt and pulled it apart. The heat from the fire hit her nipples and belly. That felt wonderful.
He pulled off his sweater and opened his fly, pulling down his jeans and boxers in one swift movement.
Jade looked up at him, the firelight bouncing off his strong jaw line and cheekbones. She had to be dreaming. At any second she’d wake up in her bed at home as a lonely single woman on Christmas morning.
Ben leaned over and kissed her while circling her nipple with his thumb. She was almost frightened to close her eyes just in case when she opened them again, she really would be back in her bedroom.
His mouth teased the other nipple. He nibbled on it and then dragged his teeth gently over it, turning into stone. Jade took a deep breath, feeling his lips on her throat, moving down between her breasts, and over her navel.
She opened her eyes, seeing his head close to her thigh. He kissed it, and then planted tiny kisses over her knee and calf.
He kissed her toes.
A man kissing my toes…definitely dreaming.
Ben made his way back up her other leg, parting both of them when he got to her thighs.
He spread her labia wide open. She thought maybe he’d enter her, but instead he leaned over and kissed her entrance.
She shuddered.
It felt so wonderful, so sexy…
His tongue speared her entrance. Jade dragged her fingers through the carpet’s pile as Ben explored her pussy, flicking his tongue like he was lapping up water on a hot summer’s day.
Arching her back to absorb some of the pleasure running through her body, she took a deep breath. She wanted this moment to last forever, but at the same time wanted to get to the good bit where she climaxed.
Ben eased his tongue out of her entrance and knelt before her. He reached for a condom and slipped it on himself in one fluid movement.
“I’ve never tried this before, so I hope you like it,” he said.
Now she was puzzled as to what he was about to do.
He held his cock, and with the very tip of it, rubbed it against her clit. Jade dug her nails into the carpeting again. The hardness of his dick, plus the roughness of the condom bit into her nub, both hardening and exciting it.
Jade pressed up against him, allowing his shaft to create more friction between them.
She wasn’t sure if the room was spinning, or if she was getting lightheaded from the sensation building in the very tips of her toes and traveling up each of her legs. She felt it even in her nipples as they ached and grew hard. She set her head back on the pillow, raised her chin up to the ceiling and prepared for bliss.
Jade pushed her arms up over her head, feeling the leg of a chair within her reach. She clung to it as her body shook and her juices flowed. She screamed out as her orgasm washed over her.
She wanted him to hold her, to cuddle her, but instead his cock slid effortlessly inside her, exciting her all over again. Jade gripped his arms this time, feeling his powerful biceps just beneath the surface of her skin. He probably worked out a lot, and not just for vanity. In his line of work, she was sure he had to deal with a rough character or two.
Ben moved above her, smiling as she wrapped her legs around his hips, feeling herself drift to near bliss. The warmth of the fire––and Ben’s cock––filling and exciting her.
Jade gripped his arms, feeling a stirring in her pussy again, this one more intense than the last. She closed her eyes and shook like she was having a seizure. Ben leaned over and kissed her throat as she felt his cock jerk, before pleasant warmth filled her as he stopped thrusting.
“So, did that fulfill your wish?” he asked. He took some of his weight onto his arms, but stayed buried inside her.
“It was more than I ever wished for.”
He leaned over some more so that he could kiss her lips. They hugged and rolled together as one as they now lay on their sides looking at the dying embers.
“Merry Christmas,” he whispered.
“Merry Christmas,” she said, suddenly feeling very sleepy.
Chapter Five
He felt like a kid again. In fact, he hadn’t felt this happy since his son was born. He thought he’d dread waking up this Christmas morning, but instead he was looking forward to the day ahead.
How strange was that?
He was miles from home. In a stranger’s house––a criminal’s home, to be exact. And with someone he’d met just yesterday. He rolled onto his back. They’d slept on the floor, huddled together to keep warm when the fire had died. Sensing it was going to be freezing cold by morning, Ben had thrown some more logs onto the fire. When he’d woken, Jade had been fast asleep. Now the fire was just about ready to die out again. He’d need to go outside and get some mor
e firewood. He looked over to his side and saw that Jade wasn’t there.
He rubbed his eyes. Shit, what if she’d been a figment of his imagination? The whole thing, made up in his mind, to help him deal with being all on his own this holiday? He’d created the most beautiful woman he’d ever set his eyes upon. A special lady who’d wiped away his tears and hadn’t laughed at him for crying while looking at the photo of his little boy.
You’ve got some imagination, McGinley.
“Good morning.”
If it had been his imagination, he was also hearing her voice, too.
He looked up. She stood in front of him with a pile of firewood in her arms.
“I thought I’d surprise you and get the fire roaring again.”
He sat up and rubbed his hands over his arms. The place was getting frosty cold.
Jade threw two logs onto the embers and the fire roared to life again.
“I’m afraid the power’s still off, so I can’t make coffee. It looks like it’s cold stew and beer for breakfast.”
Ben laughed and held his hand out to her. Jade took it and got down on the floor beside him.
“Better than nothing. And who knows…it might start a tradition for the holidays.”
“The good news is, it’s stopped snowing, but it’s deep and you can only see the very tops of our cars. Oh, and the roads aren’t ploughed…”
“Looks like we’re stuck for a little while longer,” he said, nuzzling her neck.
Jade smelled so good. The perfume she wore would always remind Ben of the holidays now. Hell, he’d remember it all year around. He took a deep breath, inhaling some more so it was etched on his brain.
“Sorry I haven’t got a gift for you,” she said.
“I would have picked something up if I’d known I was spending Christmas with company.”
Jade rolled onto her back and looked up at the ceiling. “I have a confession to make,” she said.
“You’re really John Hansen, and you’ve had a sex-change operation.”
She burst out laughing.
“Nope. My half-sister didn’t fall on the ice. I convinced her to let me come along and work this case because I’d seen a photo of you. I knew you were tracking Hansen.” She sat up and looked at him. “I thought you looked so sexy that I wanted to see you in person.”
He smiled. “And was I?”
She shook her head.
He felt a pang of hurt and let down.
“Your photo doesn’t do you justice. You ooze sexiness.”
“I ooze it?”
She nodded.
“I said you were a naughty girl. Hansen could have shot his way out of here. He’s not that dangerous, but anyone who feels cornered can be unpredictable. I’d hate to see you get hurt.”
She raised her hand. “I have something else to own up to.”
“More?” he asked.
“My father already caught up with him, yesterday morning. As a Christmas gift to me, Dad promised that he would keep you out of the loop so you didn’t hear about it. He knew you’d still come here and I could sort of run into you.”
She was one big surprise after the other.
He leaned over and tapped her nose. “So the whole thing was a ploy to get me here so you could have your wicked way with me?”
“Are you angry?”
He shook his head. “Just the opposite. However, are there any more things you’d like own up to? I mean, did you arrange the storm? The lights going out?”
“Nope. Seems Mother Nature even wanted us to get together.”
“Good for her. And seeing how you’ve gone to all this trouble how about we make the most of your holiday together.”
“Let’s build a snowman?”
“Geez, that wasn’t what I had in mind.”
“Come on. It’ll be fun.”
She pulled his hand and almost dragged him up to a standing position.
This was exactly the sort of thing he would have done with his son, had he been around.
Chapter Six
“I have some great news. The power’s back on,” said Jade as they stepped back into the kitchen. The overhead light above the center island was on full beam again.
“Great, because I’m freezing.”
“That is one hell of a snowman.” She stood on tiptoe to look out of the kitchen window.
“I’m going to take a photo of it to show my son.”
She wished she could be there to see his face when he did.
“The power back on means hot water, which means a shower,” said Ben, slapping his hands together.
“Sure, go ahead. I’ll get some coffee brewing and bring it to you.”
She’d seen the canister of coffee the night before, so finding it wasn’t hard. She also located some mugs and headed up the stairs to where she could hear water running.
Jade kicked open the bathroom door with her foot while holding both mugs in her hands.
Quickly noticing Ben’s naked body through the glass doors of the shower, she felt her pussy pull. What would she do when they parted company, which they would probably be doing very soon? She’d heard the snow ploughs in the distance. She put her mug of coffee down and carried his over to the shower and opened the door. Ben was in the process of washing his hair. He turned and smiled at her. She’d remember that smile and their night together forever.
“Save some hot water for me,” she said.
“Better still, come and shower with me.”
Without even giving it any thought, she put the mug down, took off her sweater and pants, freed herself of her underwear, and hopped in beside him.
The water felt comforting and warm. Ben’s body was even more of a treat. He kissed her as she wrapped her arms around his waist. The tip of his cock smacked into her belly. Ben bit her bottom lip playfully as she slid her hand down and encased his cock.
“Um, that feels good,” he said.
“How about making this your Christmas gift?” she said, rubbing her hand up and down his shaft a few times.
“Then I think I should reciprocate.”
Before she knew it, his soapy fingers were working her clit, sliding up and down her folds, driving her crazy. The steam from the shower made her hot, but it was Ben’s fingers that made her burn.
As she stroked his cock harder, he pumped her pussy as each looked into one another’s eyes.
He came first this time, his head going down on her shoulder as he panted, and then she bit into his nipple as she found release.
“You know, I think that might have been the best gift I’ve ever received,” he said.
“Me too.”
He switched off the water and they got out of the shower. Ben took a towel down from the rack above the sink and wrapped it around her.
They rubbed noses.
“While I was showering, I was thinking about New Year’s Eve. I usually go out with some guys from the Marshal’s office, but this year I have my son coming over to stay the night while his mom and stepdad go out on the town.”
“That will be fun for you.”
“Yeah, the next seven days can’t go quick enough. But I was thinking: what will really take it up a notch or two would be if you joined us.”
“Are you sure?”
“Positive.”
“Okay, then. It’s a date.”
He sat on the countertop and looked at her.
“And then in the New Year, I thought I could give you some more training on searching suspects…that is, if you want more practice?”
Jade smiled.
“Yeah, a girl can never get enough training in that area.”
The End
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