All I Want For Christmas Is You - Penelope Ward Page 0,53

it.”

Her eyes took me in. “Just the thought of getting to wrap my arms and legs around you sends excitement surging through my belly.”

I found a grin forming on my lips. “Same, darlin’. Same.”

I then held out my hands for her when everyone started to mount their partners.

Madden really didn’t think this all the way through.

Though, then again, most of the people that were playing were married or in a relationship of some sort.

So this wasn’t awkward for anyone but the lady standing in front of me.

Because I sure as hell wasn’t going to find any problems with having her that close.

“All right, ten seconds!” Madden all but bellowed over the cheering crowd.

“Yo, bro,” Johan said as he gestured toward me from the sidelines. He’d, of course, not chosen Sophia, who was frowning hard beside him. “Don’t drop her. She’s too pretty to get hurt.”

Nola snorted hard.

Then she hesitantly walked up toward me, her face a polite mask.

She bit her lip, and I had to stop from laughing. “Come on. Jump.”

She blinked, shaking her head as if to clear it, and then did just that.

I caught her easily, my hands going to the smooth skin at the back of her thighs where her short shorts didn’t cover.

When I’d walked in, I’d started stripping before I’d even gotten so much as a hello to anyone.

It’d been when I was walking around the weights that were scattered on the floor that my eyes caught on the ass.

The sexy, wow she has major junk in her trunk, ass.

Her ass wasn’t a voluminous ass, either. It was muscular and toned, as if she did a lot of work to make it that way. And her thighs. As a man that worked out—and had been in the Navy before that—I admired a nice set of muscular thighs on a woman.

And man, did Nola have some thighs. They weren’t small, either. They were thick. As if she worked out for fuckin’ days to make those thighs so damn toned.

But her words and her ass and thighs didn’t line up.

Maybe it was genetic. Maybe what she had was just a stroke of fuckin’ luck.

Whatever she had, she had a skinny waist, small boobs, and a great set of ass and thighs.

It was something that really fuckin’ turned me on, and I didn’t really even know why.

I was normally the type of man that strayed toward tits for days, not thighs.

But as I allowed my hands to roam up and down the top of Nola’s thighs, I realized that with this girl, I’d be a whatever-the-hell she wanted to give me kind of guy.

Her thighs tightened around my waist, and I groaned.

“Wow,” I said. “Your legs are pretty powerful.”

She snickered.

“Sorry to disappoint you but I don’t work out. This is just how they are. In high school, they used to drive me nuts. Now that American Eagle has come out with super stretchy skinny jeans, though, I find my life much easier to live.”

I snorted and curled my arms around her bottom, giving her ass something to rest on while everyone else got up into position around me.

“Everybody ready?” Madden called, his finger over the ‘play’ button on his iPad that was hooked up to the Bluetooth speakers.

“Ready!” everyone called, including me.

Nola’s hands went to my shoulders, smoothing up the length of my neck, and it was then I realized that the knit shorts I was wearing wasn’t going to do me a goddamn thing coverage-wise if she kept it up.

“You should probably not,” I murmured quietly.

Her startled eyes went to me. “What?”

I cleared my throat. “I, uh, am wearing really thin shorts. And I’ve wanted you exactly like this for weeks.”

I snorted out a laugh at the look of surprise on her face.

“That surprises you? What you do to me?” I teased.

Her immediate nodding had my lips twitching. “Yes.”

“It shouldn’t,” I told her bluntly. “I’ve been finding reasons to come see you for weeks, sometimes coming straight off of a shift just so I could.”

She licked her lips. “If it makes you feel better, I’ve been coming straight home, ordering random shit I don’t need, and maxing out credit cards just so I could get you there.”

“Go!” Madden called.

That’s when the little woman around me showed me just how strong her thighs were.

She crawled me like a spider monkey, using her powerful thighs to hold on while she zipped around me like she did it every day. Then, when she was almost completely around me, she started