First, he removed her shirt so he could see her sexy form in the lacy black bra, so feminine and beautiful. Then her jeans, leaving a sexy, barely there black lacy G-string panty behind. He slid them down her legs, his hands sliding against her flesh as he worked them down.
“You’re beautiful,” he whispered.
And that would have been the case had she lost the weight or not. Her form was all woman, with curves where she should have them, a behind that he couldn’t wait to get his hands on, thighs he couldn’t wait to part, and breasts that no skinny woman would have grown on her own. They were more than his hands could hold, and he couldn’t wait to enjoy them again.
Donna’s eyes were riveted to his as he gazed over her near-naked body. His face held an appreciative, aroused smile that she couldn’t believe he looked at her with. She had to believe the expression on his face was what hers was on every occasion she’d seen him partially disrobed. The first day on the beach the previous year, when he’d slid off his shirt, the amazing definition of his entire body had mesmerized her. She remembered staring as if she’d never seen a man’s chest before. And the effect hadn’t lessened over the last year.
He stepped back into her and wrapped his left arm around her, pulling her tightly against his rock-hard body. His right hand cupped her face. He made a point of stepping back just far enough to pull his shirt over his head, baring his torso.
Her eyes tracked his movements and gazed over his incredible, defined muscles.
When he stepped into her again, his lips took hers in a slow, passionate kiss. She fiercely returned it, but he kept it slow. Then his lips went to her ear, kissing, sucking, and breathing over it. His tongue slid down her neck, and her knees felt weak. And when she felt his hands undoing the hooks on her bra, she unconsciously threw her head back and arched her back, offering him her breasts.
The cold air on her bare breasts lasted only a second before his warm mouth and calloused hands tickled them, caressed them, made love to them. Her breaths came in heavy draws before his hands slid down her back, cupping her butt cheeks bared by the G-string she wore. His moans of approval as his hands kneadedher flesh brought her own moans out. Or maybe her moans were due to the light nibbling of his teeth on her nipples.
His moans changed into throaty curses as his fingers slipped beneath the string into her crack to find her drenched, ready for his cock, which was hard in his pants and was screaming to be set free. He pressed her against the wall and lifted a leg onto his hip. He held it there while his mouth continued to suckle and his teeth teased her gorgeous, full breast. His other hand felt over every inch of her crack, from her taut little bundle of nerves that made her entire body tense when he strummed it, into her steaming core, and around to the back to the tight virgin hole that made her squirm when he poked at it, not intending to penetrate, just enough pressure to drive her wild.
He dropped his own pants, allowing his rock-hard cock to spring free. He rolled his hips, so his shaft dipped between her legs, and with his eyes staring deeply into hers, he impaled her. Her soaking wet panties were pushed to the side. He took her standing against the wall, burying himself all the way in her with each thrust.
Donna’s eyes remained locked with his; the concentration and passion of his stare and the raw animalism of his thrusts were intense. As he got close, the guttural and inhuman grunts that came out of him in conjunction with the ferocious strength of his body slamming into her was wild and exciting. She felt the power of his release. Then he drew her to the bed where he used his hands and mouth to bring her to the edge repeatedly before he brought her to completion, her hands grasping the bed sheets, her back arched from the mattress, with gasps andsounds coming from her throat that she wouldn’t recognize as coming out of her.
After they were both fully satisfied, they showered, dressed in sleepwear, and then unlocked and opened the door before settling into bed. As Donna drifted to sleep, held in his arms, her thoughts focused on how exhilarating intimacy felt with him. Obviously, she had sex before, but she’d never experienced the level of passion she felt with Rich. It was as though she was discovering sex for the first time. What his touch did to her was earthshattering.
Yankee
Woken from a dead sleep, Burke came awake with a start as all three kids pounced on the bed, pounced on him. He’d been woken by the kids this way when sleeping on the couch at Donna’s apartment. It was no less jarring that it occurred on a bed this time.
He rolled over, bringing Elijah with him so that Elijah landed on the far side of the bed, the boy laughing. Jayden decided to pile on, joining in the early morning laughter that filled the room. Not wanting to be left out, Jeriah jumped on her brothers, nearly landing on the floor, but was saved by Burke at the last moment.
Donna sat up and viewed the scene, a smile pulling at her lips. This was exactly what she wanted for herself and her children: a family with a father who they were comfortable enough with to crawl into bed with, laugh, and wrestle with. And seeing the smile on Rich’s face was even more satisfying to know that he enjoyed it too.
Burke made eye contact with Donna and returned her smile as he held the boys off, who thought they could overpower him. “Should we go down and see if Santa came?”
The three children squealed and jumped off the bed. They were all down the stairs before Burke and Donna had even pulled themselves out of bed. They chuckled as they left the room.
Laura Lee and Brad Dupont arrived just as the coffee was ready, and Dorthea got up. As on the prior Christmas morning, the family celebrated a combination of old traditions for the Saxton family with new ones being made. Gifts were opened. A Christmas morning brunch was eaten, and then the kids played with their many new toys while the adults lingered at the dining table discussing the purchase of the house, the upcoming move, and the plans for the future.
Laura Lee was surprised by the proposed purchase of the house and the living arrangements. She wouldn’t ask Burke if he was sure, though, as she knew he was. And she really did like to see her sister and nephews and niece as happy as they were with him. She agreed her mother needed to move to Illinois if her sister did. With her mother’s Parkinson’s, it was not wise for her to live alone out of state. And long-term, yes, she would need to live with one of her children, which obviously, due to her job, Laura Lee was not the ideal choice. Dorthea agreed to move in with Donna and Rich at Laura Lee’s agreement; it was the best choice.
It was decided that because they could rent the house until closing, they would also rent a U-Haul to drive back with beds, and some other furniture, clothing, toys, and other personaland household items that they’d need for a few weeks until the remainder could be packed and moved by professionals. Burke’s furniture and belongings could be moved over from his condo right away, so they’d have a couch, a small kitchen table set, and a bed in the master bedroom. They’d be strategic in what they moved back with them from Virginia.
Later in the afternoon, Wilson called and asked if they could stop over. Laura Lee and Dupont had already left by this time. Upon arriving, Lilly went into the family room with the kids to play, leaving the four adults to sit in the front room. Dorthea was taking a rest in her bedroom. “Hey, I was thinking, given the situation in Virginia with that detective and the move, I could come out and give you a hand. I assume you’ll be driving back,” Wilson offered.
“It’s a twelve-hour drive, and we plan to rent a U-Haul to fit what we can. We figured we’d try to drive straight through, so that would be two drivers to a vehicle if you came,” Burke answered. “Are you sure you don’t mind?”
“My mom said she can drive, but she can’t and shouldn’t, Rich,” Donna said.
“Okay, so we rotate the rest of us, so no one drives straight through,” Burke said. “We do have Laura Lee and Dupont, too.
“I could come out a day early and help load the truck too,” Wilson said. “That’s only two days I’d be away. No big deal, right, babe?” he asked Rae.
“Right. Rich, you helped us when we moved in. Jimmy’s happy to return the favor.”
“And I talked to Rogers a while ago. They got back very early this morning. He’ll come out too, if you need an extra set of hands,” Wilson said.
“How’d their Op go?” Burke asked quietly. He glanced at Donna. He knew she wanted to know the outcome.
“It was successful. It was a cartel kidnapping of a district attorney’s kid in Florida. Regular authorities had no probable cause on the suspected locations he was being held, so they couldn’t go in. The team had to kick in doors at several locations before they acquired their target. They got him home in one piece in time for Santa.” His lips tipped into a grin. “Shepherd Security saves Christmas.”
