"Holiday Gifts"

Chapter Five - Part One
by Mimi Tremont

 

 

It was bound to happen.

Every time he kissed her, something in her brain short-circuited. Every cell of her being liquefied and she lost the power of speech. But where they’d always had a boarding call to interrupt them before, there was nothing, nothing…nothing between them now except a few strategically placed pieces of cloth.

With the door to their room before her, Josh stepped closer. So, close in fact, she could feel the evidence of his desire pressing insistently at her back.

"You’re wearing too many clothes," he murmured as his tongue traced the shell of her ear. The warm, moisture of his breath mirroring the growing moisture at the juncture of her thighs.

Erin closed her eyes and willed her legs and knees to not turn to jelly as she fought and lost the battle against the need to press back into his hardness.

"Do that again and I swear we’ll make love here and now in this hallway."

"Here and now?"

"Right here. Right now."

She could feel the muscles in his chest flex and strain against her back.

"Open the door now Erin or it won‘t matter where we are."

She knew the hotel staff had probably seen it all anyway, but she refused to give them something new to talk about and possibly sell to the highest bidding tabloid. The trembling in her hands made locating the keycard tucked in the inner pocket of her handbag nearly impossible. But once located, Erin found the necessary strength and patience to slide the card in place and open the door.

Less than three steps into the room, they dropped their shopping bags at their feet as Josh wrapped an arm around her waist, forcefully pulling her back against him again.

"Do you feel what you do to me, Erin?"

She nodded, rotating her hips.

"Do you want me as much as I want you?" he whispered raggedly.

"More," she whispered. "Much more."

"You couldn’t possibly want me as much." Josh traced the delicate skin between her lace trimmed halter-top and capris. The feel of his finger running lightly back and forth, so near and yet so far, far away from where she needed him made her stomach dip with each pass.

"From the moment I first saw you in the airport, I’ve wanted you and each time we saw each other after, I wanted you that much more." His fingers flexed before stretching out against her quivering belly.

"We won’t make it to the bed the first time, Erin."

His hand delved beneath the fabric magnetically honing in on her heated flesh sending her instantaneously over the edge.

***

With the breaking of a new day, Josh awoke to find himself now in bed, once again hard and as always, eager for the sweet temptation that Erin unwittingly offered as she slept. For with each breath the sheet barely covering them slipped, further exposing the chocolate tipped treat he’d earlier discovered an addiction to. Making the most out of the thawed remnants of a champagne and cracked crab on ice dinner, Josh dipped his finger in the ice bucket now half-filled with tepid water, and circled her nipple before succumbing to his desire to taste her from head to toe…again.

 

Part Two