A White Cougar Christmas Read Free

than he’d expected. Hot, sweet with a heavy dose of spice that flushed through him like a flash fire on acid. He tightened his grip as she arched into him as eager for more as he. He cupped the soft mound of her breast and thanked God he hadn’t taken the day off like he’d originally planned. Her nipples hardened to sharp points the more he explored, giving him another indication of how aroused she’d become. He moved his mouth from hers and skimmed them across her chin until her head tipped back against the wall, giving him full access to whatever he wanted. And boy did he want.
    She had a body for sin and thanks to her breed, likely the penchant for hard and fast sex. For some reason he’d pegged her as a different cougar the minute he scented her. Now, her arousal soaked through her panties, filling the room with a fragrance he would never forget. The image of him devouring her from head to toe crystallized in his brain and he knew then what he’d thought would be a one-night stand with a beautiful woman would be far more.
    Mate.
    His lips skimmed the rise of her breasts and she purred against his head, ruffling his hair with her breath. The head of his cock swelled and flexed against his body, eager to be free of confinement. He needed to be buried inside of her more than he needed his next breath. She shifted in his arms, her breasts rubbing against his chest. A sweet movement destined to drive a man like him wild with lust. To retaliate he bent his head, nudged her halter aside and stroked his tongue over a bared nipple.
    “Oh hell,” The words from her mouth fell on a long, low moan that sizzled across his skin and straight to his dick.
    He lifted her into his arms and she wrapped her legs around his waist, nestling the heat of her pussy along the rigid length of his erection.
    His nose flared. “I can smell how delicious you’ll be. It’s intoxicating.”
    His fingers dug into the soft skin of her thighs as he grappled for control.
    “You need to hurry,” she breathed roughly.
    He kissed her hard, a sudden wave of possession stealing over him. Dean didn’t need to be told twice. He carried her like that to the bedroom and fell onto the bed with her. Their kiss broken, she laughed and twisted in his arms. Her tiny top slid up exposing her bare breasts and he nearly swallowed his tongue.
    “You have the most exquisite breasts, honey.” He licked his lips and dipped his head, anxious to taste and tease them. He grazed her pebble hard nipples with his teeth until she squirmed and moaned underneath him. Her hands grasped at his shoulders, her nails biting into the skin of his back.
    “Ahh yes, Niki. So beautiful,” he hissed as his tongue laved at the curve of her breast, continuing downward until his tongue swirled into the slight indentation of her belly button. He felt the muscles in her abdomen jerk, shooting lines of pleasure into his arms and legs and along his spine. Dean growled and scraped his teeth along her bare flesh.
    He continued to move lower until he was draped across her legs and his face hovered over her skirt and panties. Pushing her skirt up and out of the way, he buried his nose against her sex, inhaling a deep breath. “Oh so sweet. I can’t wait to taste you, feel your wet flesh against my tongue.” He peeled her panties slowly down her legs before tossing them somewhere in the room. He didn’t care about anything when all he could think of was her tender, aroused pussy waiting for him.
    Her thighs fell open and Dean licked his lips at the sight before him. A sprinkling of fine light blond curls covering swollen lips begging for his touch was spread out and waiting before him. No sane made could resist such perfection. He slipped his hand between her legs and pushed a single finger against her dew entrance. Fuck, she was already soaked.
    “Please Dean, you’re driving me crazy.” Her breath came in excited pants now as she tilted her hips for easier access.
    “Am I?” He