You Won't Believe What She's Unwrapping For Christmas

This sexy story excerpt from 'Unwrapped' by Andra Ashe is published with permission.

Erotic sexy story excerpt from Unwrapped by Andra Ashe

What was Ry doing? Was his heart racing as well? Was his body as keyed up as hers? How much of that body was she going to see and touch? She pushed aside the small niggle in her mind that his resolve would fail and once again she’d be rejected. 

Time dragged its feet as she lay there, staring as snow drifted past the window, thinking if there as a way to count snowflakes, the time might go just a little faster.

At ten to midnight, Holly got out of bed, and then didn’t know what to do. This didn’t compare to getting ready for a date. In the bathroom, she slipped out of her pajamas and back into her robe. Hard to be alluring in flannel PJs and floor length robe. Warm, but hardly enticing, but the soft fabric caressed her naked skin and she felt sexy, even if she didn’t look it.

She fluffed up her unruly hair. Bed hair. Pre-rumpled. How would she look in an hour’s time? How would she feel?

Foregoing anything on her feet, she crept out onto the landing and listened. Silence. She had no idea whether Ry had gone downstairs already.

No creaking stairs gave away her midnight escapade, and enough light came through windows so she wasn’t stumbling in complete darkness. As she stepped into the short hallway leading to the kitchen, a shadowy movement caught her eye and she stopped, holding her breath.

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The fridge door opened, the light outlining Ry, wearing dark pajama pants riding low on his hips, and nothing else. The fridge light played off the soft sprinkle of hair on his chest. A chest that knew punishing workouts in a gym.

She pressed herself against the wall, just soaking up the vision of this half-dressed hunk with his rumpled hair. He turned his head and saw her. He beckoned and Holly went to him. He’d closed the fridge, but in the moonlit kitchen she saw him smile and her stomach did its flipping thing again.

As soon as she was close enough, Ry grabbed the tie around her waist and hauled her against him, his mouth on hers. She could have put her arms around him. He could have done the same, but they didn’t. Holly’s arms stayed by her side as Ry held onto her robe and assaulted her mouth. Hard and demanding.

She couldn’t move. Her arms hung limply by her side. Their lips crushed together as if they could absorb each other just from the pressure.

Tongues tangling, slick and hungry. The warmth of his hand, still tucked under the tie around her waist, spread a delicious heat through her body.

Ry broke the kiss. Still keeping his hold on her robe tie, he led her to a door at the back of the kitchen. He pushed it open, took her hand, and pulled her into the room.

“A guest room,” he explained. “Our rooms are a bit close to Mom and Jenna. And for all I know…” He let go her hand, cupped her face, and kissed her lightly on the lips. “You might be a screamer.”

The way her desire for this man raged in her body, she just might.

“Are you the strong, silent type, then?” She hoped not. She wanted to hear his passion as well as feel it in his body.

He silenced her with his mouth as his hands undid the knot at her waist, then slid the robe from her shoulders. Then they were skin to skin as he pulled her against him, her breasts flattened against his chest, the hair abrasive against her nipples. His cock, tantalizingly hard against her belly, made her so wet and ready for him.

“You feel so good.” And she did. Not just her body pressed against his, her breasts soft against his chest. It was more than that. She felt right.

“You feel good too.” She subtly ground against his cock.

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“We could stand here all night and chat, or I could put my mouth to better use.” He backed her towards the bed, and her knees buckled as he lowered her to the mattress.

Ry leaned over Holly and she drew him down for a kiss. This time gentler, deeper but with passion in the softness.

He kissed her cheek, her neck, then parted her robe and rolled his tongue over one hard nipple. Holly sighed as her back arched towards his mouth. He filled his hand with her other breast, savoring the way it fit.

Holly stroked his arm, letting him know she was still aware of him. That she wasn’t merely a recipient of his ministrations. That they were doing this together.

He sucked her nipple into his mouth, grazing it lightly with his teeth, and her sighs turned into a gasp of pleasure. He gently pinched her other nipple with his fingertips and her hips rose off the bed.

So responsive. What else would make her squirm with need?

He kissed her nipple, then her breast, then her belly, trailing his tongue down from her navel. Her thighs parted languidly, and he settled between them.

She was so open to him, and not just for his body.

Her sex glistened in anticipation. In need. He ran his tongue softly between her folds, and she pushed urgently against him. He slid the tip of his tongue inside, tasted the sweet trickle of moisture, and probed deeper.

Her fingers rasped through his hair and held on tight. Ry’s cock pulsed at her intensity. He wanted her, to feel that heat tight around him. But not yet.

He moved his mouth away and she mewled her frustration. When his tongue found the tight bud it sought, she growled, “Yes,” and tightened her grip on his hair.

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Her fingers relaxed as he stroked her with his tongue, gently but intently, and her hips began their own undulating rhythm. Holly’s breathing quickened to short gasps and she grasped handfuls of quilt. Ry slid one hand out from under her and two fingers inside, curling them forward. Holly’s body tensed and she moaned.

A few seconds more and she cried out, long and loud, and his fingers were drenched as she tightened around him. Ry lifted his head and smiled to himself. Hearing Holly’s pleasure, her passion, fueled his own. He got rid of his pants, moved over her and brushed strands of hair off her face. Her eyes were closed, her face slightly flushed, her lips curved in satisfaction. He knew he’d always remember how incredibly sensual and arousing she looked at this moment.

He kissed her softly, and she lifted her legs to encircle him, drawing him towards her. As the tip of his cock touched her, she opened her eyes.

“Hello,” he said. In a way they were meeting for the first time.

“Hello, Ry.” Her voice sounded quiet but intense as she laced her arms around his back and lifted towards him, her feet on his butt, urging him forward.

He brought his mouth down to hers and remembered her demand for a bad-boy kiss the other night. There was no gentleness this time. Her lips parted, her tongue welcomed his as her body welcomed his cock and that now familiar groan vibrated in her throat.

He wanted to prolong her pleasure, and his, but being enveloped by her body, drawn into her so completely left him powerless.

They moved together, Holly meeting his thrusts with tiny gasps. Then she tightened around him and he was lost. Ry crushed his chest against her breasts, buried his face in her neck as she cried out. The bite of her nails on his back did him in. He exploded, his cry muffled in Holly’s hair.

Her ragged breath caressed his cheek as they lay, spent.

Ry finally pushed himself up on his elbows and looked down at Holly. “Wow.”

“Wow indeed,” Holly replied, brushing her fingers through his hair. A stark contrast to her frenzied clutching just minutes earlier.

He eased himself away and pulled her into his arms. “Just as well we’re not upstairs.” That wasn’t a lie. Being in his room would have restricted their passion, and being in his bed was still a step too far this soon. He’d removed all trace of Allison, but memories weren’t as easy to ignore. Just being here, doing what they’d done, wasn’t something he’d even contemplated. He had Holly to thank for that.

She fit so well against him, her head cradled on his shoulder, her foot lazily stroking his calf, her palm flat against his chest. Her breathing slowed and her delectable mouth softened as she drifted to sleep.

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