Page 12 of One Naughty Christmas Night

The flimsy ribbon holding her nightgown came easily undone at his urging, the edges of the gown falling open to reveal her breasts to him.

His lips met hers in a warm kiss, a shiver weakening her knees when he cupped her breast firmly in his hand.

“Heath,” his name came out on a whisper, “Does this mean yes?”

A squeal was ripped from her when he swung her into his arms and took her to the bed.

Her arms slid from around him when he set her down, spread on the bed for his eyes to roam over her.

“You’re beautiful, Victoria,” he whispered, undoing his robe and tossing it onto his empty chair.

He turned back to her, his naked chest staring back at her.

She’d seen his chest once or twice before after he removed his shirts to help workers in the field. As a second son, he wasn’t always obligated for family duties and found helping in the stables enjoyable.

He joined her on the bed, sliding up next to her.

“I do agree, yes, but there’s one major condition.”

She stared at him, surprised.

“A condition?”

“Yes, a condition. My condition is that if you feel like no longer continuing, simply say so. It will go no further after that,” he replied, setting a hand on her cheek. “I will do everything I can to protect you, and that includes stopping if that’s what you choose. That includes if we do anything, and you no longer feel like continuing before the Christmas party is over.”

“All right.”

“So, we are agreed,” he said, leaning over her.

She nodded, placing her hand over his. “We are.”

“Good.”

He took her lips again in a hot kiss, his hands moving to her shoulders to drag her nightgown from her shoulders. The fabric slipped easily down her body, revealing her breasts to his gaze.

She fought the urge to cover herself, discomfort spreading through her.

Heath pulled away to look at her, and her discomfort slipped away at the heat in his gaze.

“Beautiful,” he whispered. He teased the nipple on her left breast with his thumb until it was straining toward him.

When he took the tight nipple in his mouth, Victoria cried out, her hands drifting to thread into his hair.

He released her nipple and moved to her other breast, teasing and laving it with his tongue.

Desire spiked in her belly when his hand settled there. She dragged in a deep breath when his hand moved lower, coming to rest at her hip.

He sucked her nipple deep into his mouth, and she yelped, the cool air hitting her thighs when he tugged her nightgown up her legs, mere inches from revealing her to him.

She pulled her hands from his hair and placed them on her nightgown, halting his hands.

“I…wait…I…”

He immediately pulled away from her, tucking her nightgown over her breasts.

“Tell me, do you want me to stop?”

“I just need a moment.”