Holiday Spirit

by Cathryn Fox

  In one swift move that took her by surprise, Lucas ripped off his shirt, his gorgeous, athletic body glistening with perspiration.

  Hot damn!

  Elly licked her dry lips, her temperature soaring. Sexual tension swirled around them, demanding all their attention. Her pussy muscles clenched as moisture pooled in her panties.

  He reached for his belt. “The first thing we need to do is get our bodies cooled down.”

  And here she’d rather heat them up…

  Excited by the prospect, her mind raced with wild and wicked ideas while visions of nakedness danced in her head.

  With her body beckoning his touch, and never one to let an opportunity pass, Elly stood and crossed the room to stand directly in front of Lucas. She bumped his groin and could feel his thickening cock. A low growl crawled out of his throat and she felt the way his body trembled.

  “What are you doing, Elly?”

  She cocked her head. “Well, for our own safety, we could always go with rule number two,” she said, her voice breathy, intimate.

  He frowned and shook his head. “We don’t have a rule number two.” His muscles bunched, his glance drifted downward, halting near her cleavage. When his dark gaze shifted back to her face, a shudder raced through her.

  Her dry throat cracked, her voice dropped to a seductive whisper. The sexual pull between them was unlike anything she’d ever felt.

  Elly arched one brow and unbuttoned her blouse farther, exposing the soft black satin on her bra. “I think we have to give the spirit what it wants. It seemed to work for Gloria and Phil and we certainly wouldn’t want to anger it without our equipment?”

  Hey, this was as good an excuse as any to get him naked and have her wicked way with him.

  Suddenly, the scent of her arousal saturated the small room. She watched Lucas’s throat work as he swallowed, and took note of the way his nostrils flared as he drew in her heady scent.

  “What do you think it wants?” he asked, as though wanting to hear her say it. The deep sexiness of his voice made her quake. His hand brushed hers and her skin came alive.

  She drew a deep breath and tilted her head back, meeting eyes that were so dark and so full of urgent need that it made her knees wobble. She gripped his shoulders, her blood igniting to a boil.

  “I think it wants to watch us get naked and have sex.”

  His mouth curved and he inched impossibly closer until the heat of his body scorched her. He caged her between him and the wall. A muscle in his jaw twitched.

  He pitched his voice low. “Under the circumstances, I don’t think we have any other choice. I believe our safety depends on it.”

  Before she had time to think, his lips crashed down on hers, his kiss fueling her hunger, driving the intensity of her need for him to dangerous levels.

  His tongue slipped inside and lashed against her mouth. Good God, he tasted like sweet cake and spicy male all rolled up into one sinful Christmas present. She moaned, savoring the delectable taste of him as her hands raced over his hard body.

  A whimper escaped her lips as his knee slipped between her thighs, urging them apart. She gyrated against him, rubbing her pussy on his leg.

  “Jesus…” he whispered, his hand tugging off her shirt. He took a long moment to look at her. “You are so fucking hot.” In one expert movement, he unhooked her bra, releasing her swollen breasts. “Mmmm,” he moaned. He bent forward for a taste, swiping her nipple with his warm, wet tongue. “And you taste so damn good,” he murmured, paying homage to her other nipple as he gently kneaded her full breasts.

  Blindsided by lust she arched into him, the erotic assault like fire on her skin. She raced her fingers though his hair, holding his mouth to her.

  Goddamn, the man sure had a magical tongue. Dying for him to work his magic between her legs, she pushed on his shoulders, guiding him downward.

  “I think this is what the spirit wants to see,” she murmured breathlessly.

  His warm chuckle curled around her as he sank to his knees. “It’s a very naughty spirit, Elly.”

  “Very naughty, indeed,” she whispered. “It’s probably on Santa’s naughty list.”

  His fingers unhooked her button, and the hiss from her zipper filled the room. His eyes sparkled with mischief. “Are you on Santa’s naughty list too, sweetheart?”

  “Every year,” she whimpered.

  As sexual electricity whipped around then, he growled with pleasure and pulled open her jeans, just enough to expose her panties. “That’s good because I like naughty better than nice.” He tugged her silk panties down an inch and brushed his thumb over her blood-swollen clit. When he felt her wetness, he said, “Oh yeah, now this is my kind of naughty.”

  The heat of his mouth felt so hot against her skin. She shimmied her hips, encouraging him to rip off her pants, but he didn’t seem to be in too much of a hurry. Taking his time, he pressed his lips to her belly and flicked his tongue over her flesh. His slow seduction nearly shut down her brain.

  She tossed her head to the side, her body crying out for release as she shook with sexual frustration. She went wild as his fingers climbed up her legs and his mouth brushed against her inner thighs, escalating her tension.

  A surge of excitement whipped through her when he gripped her belt loops and pulled her pants to her ankles. She kicked them aside, her boots following.

  His fingers slid over the silky material of her panties, caressing her clit, drawing out her pleasure. Her body responded with a shudder. Moisture collected on her forehead and she closed her eyes against the flood of heat. Pressure brewed inside her, demanding to be sated before she went up in a burst of flames.

  He pressed his nose to her panties and inhaled, then using his tongue made a slow pass over her sex, licking her twin lips through the material. She nearly erupted on the spot.

  A hiss came from her lips. “Good, God…” she whimpered with effort, her blood flowing thick and heavy through her veins, her senses exploding. “You’re going to make me come.”

  His deep, edgy laugh seeped into her skin. “That’s the idea, sweetheart.”

  He gripped the thin elastic on her panties and tore them from her hips. “Oh my,” she moaned loving how he was going all alpha on her.

  Lucas turned his attention to her passion drenched pussy and ran his fingers through her moisture. “Goddamn you’re so wet.” She bucked forward as his finger breached her opening. “And so fucking tight,” he said, moaning with pleasure. He brushed the pad of his thumb over her clit while he eased his finger all the way up inside her.

  Elly’s breath caught as a wave of heat swirled around their bodies. “Oh Jesus, yes…”

  He slipped another finger into the mix for a snug fit, and gently began to pump into her. His mouth found her clit again, where he sucked long and hard, pulling the engorged nub into his mouth and rolling it between his teeth. Her pussy muscles trembled and spasmed beneath his expert ministration.

  In no time at all, her bottled up lust rose to the surface and a powerful orgasm ripped through her. Her mind shut down and she gave a broken gasp, her muscles tightening and contracting as a violent shudder overtook her. Grabbing a fistful of Lucas’s hair, she pressed against him harder, riding out every delicious wave of ecstasy.

  “That’s it, Elly. Come in my mouth so I can taste you.”

  Lucas spent a long time on his knees, lapping up every last drop of her cream. As she watched him, her mouth watered, thirsting to taste him in return. She pushed on his shoulder and slid down the wall until they were eye to eye.

  “Hey babe.” He tossed her a smile while he licked the moisture from his lips.

  She reached out and cradled his hard cock through his pants. “I want to fuck you.” Lust darkened his eyes. The smile fell from his face. He groaned low in his throat. Signaling her intent, she gave him a gentle push until he was sprawled out on the floor in front of her. “With my mouth,” she added.

  Once she had him where she wanted hi
m, she nestled herself between his legs and made short work of his pants and boots. She sat there staring at his crotch in frank appreciation.

  “You have the nicest cock,” she murmured, her pussy clenching in anticipation. Inching forward she made a slow pass with her tongue. His cock pulsed in response.

  “Elly, fuck…”

  She shot him a mischievous grin. “Oh we will, just as soon as I’m done tasting you,” she teased, her voice full of promise.

  She gathered him into her hands and squeezed gently. His liquid heat lubricated her palm as she skated her fingers over his shaft. She loved the way it darkened and swelled beneath her touch.

  With excruciating slowness, she closed her mouth around him and noted the way he tracked her every movement. He pulled her hair back, gifting himself with a better view of his cock moving in and out of her mouth. Going lower, she drew his balls into her mouth, one at a time, sucking gently, until she was certain he was damn near ready to explode. Electricity continued to crackle around them, the heat between them tremendous.

  “You are so good at that,” he murmured, lifting his hips from the floor.

  Her entire body began trembling with need, and her heart raced like mad, wanting nothing more than to feel his huge shaft inside her.

  When she slipped one hand between her legs to play with her clit, he gripped her hair and tugged, pulling her mouth from his cock. His dark, passion imbued gaze excited the hell out of her.

  “Fuck me, Elly,” he growled.

  “Yes…” she cried out breathlessly, hardly recognizing her voice.

  “My pants. Condom. Now.”

  She grabbed the condom and quickly sheathed him. With her pussy aching to feel his thickness, she climbed over his body and impaled herself on him, driving his rock hard shaft all the way up inside her.

  She threw her head back and cried out. “Lucas…”

  “Holy fuck, Elly.” His hands bit into her hips, pinning her to him. He made a face that suggested he was about to lose it.

  She began rocking, driving him in and out of her, until they reached a fevered pitch. With her blood pulsing hot, she could feel another orgasm pulling at her. She pumped harder, chasing it, her hands going to her breasts to pinch her nipples. Suddenly the rippling waves of an orgasm took hold. She took deep gulping breaths as she peaked.

  Her erotic whimper filled the room. “Oh God, I’m–”

  “Jesus, your cream is so hot on my cock,” Lucas cried out, driving into her hard and then stilling his movements as he joined her in orgasm. Lust sang through her veins. She bent forward and pressed her mouth to his scorching lips. Their tongues joined and tangled as they both tumbled into climax.

  She concentrated on every delicious pulse until his spasms stopped.

  When she finally caught her breath, she whispered, “That was amazing,” and collapsed on top of him. Before her body had time to return to Earth, another wave of lust washed over her, taking her by surprise. Her eyes widened and she looked at Lucas. “Ohmigod–”

  “I know baby, I know.” With that, his lips crashed down on hers and he took her again and again.

  Chapter Three

  A long time later, Elly noticed the sun rising in the horizon. “Hey, it’s Christmas,” she whispered, shifting to face Lucas on the mattress, which they’d eventually made their way to over the course of the night.

  He pulled her in tighter and released a sigh of pleasure. He looked so sexy and rumpled that she couldn’t keep her hands off him.

  “Merry Christmas, sweetheart.” Suddenly the bedroom door clicked open and the temperature in the room dropped a few degrees.

  Lucas chuckled and then gestured with a nod. “Hey, it looks like we are free to go now that we’ve given the spirit what it wanted.”

  She levered herself up on her elbow to take a peek and then dropped back to the bed, her own spirit sinking, not wanting the night to end. She tried for casual. “Yeah, looks that way. I guess we should get to work then.”

  Neither one of them budged.

  She tilted her head and glanced into his dark, smoldering eyes. Awareness quivered through her and the elevated thud of her pulse hadn’t gone unnoticed. Despite the falling temperature, warmth spread over her skin as she grew needy for him all over again.

  Beneath the sheets his hands skimmed her breasts and her nipples tightened painfully. Heat pooled between her thighs and she drew a shaky breath and moistened her lips.

  Oh God, so much for a one night stand with ladies’ man Lucas. After a wild night in his arms there was no denying that she wanted him again. Today. Tomorrow. Forever. But without the ghost ruling his actions, would he want her again, too? Or would he go back to his harem of women?

  She made a move to get up and with a shaky voice she said, “I guess we should go capture it so we can go home and celebrate Christmas. My parents are expecting me and I’m sure yours are, too.”

  He stilled her movements. “I think we should wait.”

  “You do?” Excitement coiled in her belly when she saw the desire in his eyes.

  “Yeah, because right now the only thing I’m interested in capturing is your body, with my mouth.”

  Heat flashed inside her and her heart filled with joy. She swallowed. “Don’t you have presents to unwrap?”

  “Baby that’s exactly what I’m about to do.” He peeled her sheet back, exposing her naked body.

  Something powerful passed between them when she took in the warmth in his eyes. “Lucas–”

  He shook his head. “God, girl, you’ve been making me crazy for the last six months. You’re all I can think about. Day and night. And now that I’ve got you right where I want you, no way am I letting you get away.”

  Her heart thudded against her chest. “Really?

  “Yeah, really.”

  His dark turbulent gaze moved over her face and it filled her with need. He pitched his voice low and whispered softly, “All I want for Christmas is right here, Elly. This Christmas. Next Christmas. Every Christmas. You’re the only present I ever want to unwrap.”

  As she felt him reach out to her, emotionally as well as physically, she took a moment to thank Santa for the best Christmas present he’d ever given her.

  When she found her voice she said, “You know the boss is going to have our asses for this right?”

  Lucas laughed. “He’ll get over it.” He wet his lips and all rational thought fled when one rough hand slipped lower to cup her backside. “Now speaking of asses.”

  Elly widened her thighs and whispered, “Capture away, Lucas. Capture away…”

  Look for more great titles from Cathryn at www.cathryfox.com and please enjoy this excerpt from Torn Between Two Brothers.

  TORN BETWEEN TWO BROTHERS

  Hot steam rose from her still warm body as the coolness of the bedroom fell over her naked flesh. As she listened to Adam’s soft breathing a shiver moved through her but she wasn’t entirely sure it was from the cold air. The truth was, the thoughts of him lying there, hers to do with as she pleased filled her with raw, unfettered need. Her body quaked in anticipation.

  Taking care not to disturb him she quietly pushed the bedroom door closed locking the world out, and the two of them in. When her eyes adjusted to the dark she moved toward the bed, not wanting him to wake him just yet. Oh no, she had other, more devious ideas on how she wanted to pull her lover from his deep slumber.

  With slow careful steps she padded quietly across the hardwood floor, then climbed between the sheets with him. Lying on his back, his face turned from hers, she could just make out the silhouette of his body under the covers.

  She carefully peeled the blankets back then touched his skin lightly as she breathed in the fresh scent of his body wash. He must have recently showered too, because the enticing spicy scent of his soap instantly filled her nostrils. She pulled it into her lungs and stifled a low moan of pleasure.

  Her fingers trailed his skin and deep in his sleep he made a noise, a mixture
between an aroused groan and soft growl. Lauren grinned, and pressed her lips to his chest. She tasted his skin, loving the flavor of his salty flesh on the tip of her tongue. With the utmost care she climbed over him and straddled his hard body from above. Teasing and tickling him, she bent forward and brushed her long hair over his chest, tormenting and arousing his senses, just the way he liked it.

  She shimmied lower and deep between her spread legs she could feel his cock grow in his sleep. That brought a smile to her face. His blatant arousal had her mouth watering and she knew she needed a taste. She pressed her lips to his chest and ran her tongue over his hard muscles. Once again she forced herself to stifle a groan of pleasure when his cock shifted and nearly breached her opening. Her tongue trailed lower and lower, but moments before she reached her destination, his large hands gripped her shoulders and pulled her to him.

  “Hey, baby,” she whispered into his mouth.

  “Hey yourself,” he responded, his words rough and muffled as he kissed her with such need and passion it had her head spinning and her body vibrating with primal need.

  A moment later he rolled on top of her, caging her small frame between his chest and the soft mattress below. The weight of his hard body felt so good pressing down on her as he kissed her with hunger. He mumbled something under his breath, something she couldn’t understand. But at that moment, as her body roared to life and her addled brain completely shut down, she didn’t care. All she cared about was that Adam was here with her, and they could spend the rest of tonight in each other’s arms, pleasuring one another.

  Lauren raked her fingers through his hair and somewhere in the back of her passion drenched mind noticed that he’d let it get a little longer than usual. But her thoughts were fragmented when he inched back and ran his mouth over her nose, her eyes, and her jaw before coming to stop on the sensitive part of her neck. He brushed his tongue over her flesh slowly, gently, taking his time to savor her as his hands shaped her contours with the utmost care. She quaked under his careful touch as her body beckoned more.