THE BENNETTS' CHRISTMAS (The Bennett Family and the Masters Family #6) - Brenda Jackson Page 0,52

would always be about her.

When she eased his shirt from his shoulders, her gaze lingered on his skin for a moment. “I fell in love with your chest the moment you took your shirt off at the pool today.” She leaned in and kissed it, making him suck in his breath.

“What do you like about it?” he asked, fighting to keep his arms by his side.

“It’s both beautiful and manly. I have a weakness for a man with a hairy chest.”

That was good to hear—his chest was definitely hairy. “You know you’re killing me, right?”

She smiled at him. “Then I guess I’d better continue removing your clothes. I definitely want you alive, Mr. Chestnut. After all, you have to keep your promise.”

At that moment, her hands went to the zipper of his pants and she slowly eased it down. Then, as if she just had to know what he was packing, she slid her hand inside and cupped him. He sucked in a deep breath. Yeah, she was trying to kill him.

“I wouldn’t do much of that if I were you,” he warned.

She met his gaze with a grin. “Don’t you like it?”

“I like it too damn much.”

His words seemed to please her. “Can you remove your shoes for me, Landon?”

He nodded and when that was done, she crouched down in front of him and slowly eased both his pants and briefs down his legs. That put her face to face with his erection. Leaning back on her haunches her gaze raked over him. When he saw her lick her lips, he couldn’t hold back the growl that erupted in his throat.

Landon was discovering he was putty in her hands. Intense heat built up inside of him. “Now it’s my turn,” he said, reaching down to pull her to her feet.

“Have at it,” she invited, twirling around in that sexy red dress.

“I intend to,” he said, reaching out and pulling her closer to him. Although he was tempted to hurry and strip her bare, he refused to do that. He intended to take his time and feed the fire blazing between them. The biggest part of pleasuring a woman was showing them how much they were appreciated.

Reaching out, he slid his hand underneath her dress. Just as he’d suspected, she wore a thong—an itsy-bitsy one at that. Moving his hand under the band, he touched her womanly folds and found her already wet.

“Aren’t you supposed to take my dress off before you get to that part?”

“Not necessarily.” And that would be all he would tell her for now. His concentration was focused on her face, needing to see her reaction as he moved his finger inside her. When her eyes glazed, he asked, “You like this?”

“Yes,” she answered in a raspy voice. “I definitely like it.”

“Good.” Landon eased her undies down her legs and she stepped out of them. Then he stood and reached for her thigh, gently caressing that portion exposed by the split in her dress. “I like this,” he said softly. “Not every woman could wear this dress and look as good as you do in it. But you know what?”

“What?”

“I am aching to take it off you. I want you as naked as I am,” he said, proceeding to ease her dress down her hips. “I want to touch you all over. Be inside of you. I want your scent to be with me even after I shower, and I want mine to remain with you.”

He crouched down to ease the dress from around her feet, and then, instead of getting back up, he leaned in and dragged his mouth across her stomach. Hearing her sharp intake of breath, he did it again, using the tip of his tongue to lick around her naval. Pausing to look up at her, he asked, “Did I mention I wanted to taste you too?”

Not waiting for her response, he shifted his mouth lower and his mouth latched on to the very essence of her. He fastened on to her as if he was a starving man, and she the most delicious meal he’d ever had. Hearing her moans, he tightened his hold on her legs, then slanted his head and sank his tongue deeper into her, wanting her to feel how fiercely he was devouring her. He wanted to share the magnitude of what he was experiencing and opened her legs wider, slanting his mouth at another angle, determined to find her g-spot. He knew he’d found it when