Page 80 of The Forever Christmas Tree

She was good, too.

It was good.

Face it, they were good together.

He took her hands, encouraging her to caress him as he rocked inside her. Skin to skin, heart to heart, they moved as one. They were one.

His blood thickened and heat curled in his belly and shot out to all his extremities. His heart rate rocketed through the roof.

Softly spoken words were exchanged:

“Your heat is scorching me,” he murmured.

“Sweet burns are the best,” she countered.

“You taste like heaven.”

“Your eyelashes should be outlawed.”

“I’m addicted to your kisses.”

“Don’t stop.”

“I can’t stop.”

“Oh, Ethan!”

“Wendy!”

“You’re trembling.”

“For you.”

“Make it last, Ethan.”

“Forever,” he promised.

That last was a lie. There was no forever, not in lovemaking and not among lovers, Ethan reminded himself.

But then, he rolled to his back, and she was sitting astride him, smiling like a cat who’d just lapped up a bowl of cream. After she shifted her butt on him, which caused her inner muscles to give his cock another “Yo, howdy!” welcome, which caused his eyes to practically roll back in his head, she looked down at him and smiled some more. Not a self-satisfied, teasing gesture now, just a sweet, I’m-glad-to-be-here smile.

That made everything all right with him. If this was all they had, it was enough, and, yes, he’d told himself that before, but this time he meant it. So, he inhaled and exhaled to slow himself down, then gave his full attention to the present and making love to Wendy.

And what a result!

Forget Navy SEALs and their legendary staying power. Ethan outlasted the best of them. And Wendy . . . oh, Lord! . . . he didn’t want to think about where she learned how to do that!

She rode him like a rodeo cowgirl.

Not to be undone, he flipped her and drove her across the mattress, like . . . what? A NASCAR driver? A bulldozer? An Olympic curling contender? A raving maniac?

They were laughing.

They were gasping.

They were loving.

This was lovemaking the way it should be. A mix of skill and uninhibitedness with a dash of humor.