Chapter 19 #2
“They adore her. The minute she comes into the room, the three of them are all over her.”
“We ought to get busy giving her some siblings,” he said.
“You think so?”
“Absolutely. She’ll be the best big sister ever.”
“She will.”
He pressed against her again. “How about we start now?”
Amanda giggled. “Stop it. You’re in a room full of relatives, making a scene.”
“They’re used to me making scenes, and they don’t know what we’re talking about.”
“I bet they could guess.”
“Look at Luc over there with Dani. I’ll bet the farm that he’s trying to talk her into going to bed for the same reason I want you in my bed.”
“You’re embarrassing me, Landon.”
“I can live with that, Amanda. So, bed. Now. Yes? Stella can tuck herself in this one time. She’s a big girl.”
“I’m not going to miss tucking her in on our first Christmas Eve together.”
Landon groaned dramatically. “It’s our first Christmas Eve together, too. Are you going to miss tucking me in?”
“I’ll tuck you in after I tuck her in.”
“Now you’re just being mean to me.”
She lost it laughing, which only made him want her more. He’d never pictured himself being in love with anyone the way he was with her.
When Stella finished the story she was reading to the kids, their parents scooped them up to take them up to bed.
“Thank you, Jesus,” Landon said. “Meet me in bed after you tuck in our girl.”
“Go warm it up for me.”
Landon held out his arms to hug and kiss Stella good night. They’d already read ’Twas the Night Before Christmas as a group and put out cookies for Santa that they’d had to protect from the many dogs in residence that night.
“Glad you made it home for Christmas, Landon,” Stella said with a smile.
“Me, too, sweetheart. See you in the morning.”
Amanda got up to go with Stella to get her and Matilda settled on the sofa in his dad’s home office.
Landon had worried that Stella might be scared sleeping by herself in there, but she’d told them that she’d be fine as long as Matilda was there.
He was just glad they weren’t sharing a room with her so they could have some time alone.
As it was, he had to wait a good ten minutes after Amanda walked away before he could get up and leave the room without embarrassing himself.
“Going to bed?” Lucas asked.
“Yep.”
“Right behind you, brother. I’m bushed.”
“Merry Christmas.”
“Same to you.”
Landon stepped over Colton and Lucy, who seemed to be inclined to sleep right there in the middle of the family room, and headed for one of the four first-floor bedrooms that’d been assigned to him and Amanda.
Getting to Christmas Eve was always a huge relief to him, having survived another wildly busy season at the tree farm.
He gave himself a couple of weeks off from the place before getting back to work there in mid-January.
And knowing he had two more days off before he had to be back to work at the firehouse helped to put him in a festive mood.
After stripping off his clothes, he sat on the bed to test whether it was squeaky and was relieved to discover it wasn’t. That was good news indeed.
He was lying on the bed, naked as the day he was born, when Amanda came in a few minutes later.
“Oh, for crying out loud, Landon. What if someone else had come in here by mistake?”
“They would’ve gotten one hell of a show.”
She rolled her eyes. “You’re a little full of yourself.”
He curled a hand around his erection. “I don’t hear you complaining about what I’ve got going on.”
“You’re like a middle school boy.”
“Duh, you’ve known that since the day you met me. Now get over here and put me out of my middle school misery.”
She made a show out of removing her clothes as slowly and seductively as she possibly could.
Watching her reveal herself to him, he could only marvel at how lucky he was that such a beautiful, sweet, smart, special woman loved him the way she did.
And then she locked the door, crawled onto the bed and straddled him, making him feel like he’d died and gone straight to heaven. “Now that’s what I’m talking about.”
“It’s what you’re always talking about.”
“That’s your fault.”
She raised a brow to call him out on his bullshit, which was one of her many special gifts. “How so?”
He reached up to cup her breasts and ran his thumbs over hard nipples. “You’re so sexy, you make me want you all the time.”
“And that’s my fault?”
“Yep.”
“Good to know.”
“I joke around a lot with you, but you know how much I love you, right?”
“Yes, Landon, I know that, and I love that you joke around with me all the time. You’re very good for my ego.”
“Your ego should be very, very healthy. The one thing I’d never joke about is how much I love you, how much I want you and how much better everything is now that I have you and Stella and Matilda in my life.”
“I love our little family. It’s the best thing to ever happen to me. You’re the best thing. You and Stella…”
He reached for her and brought her down to him for a deep, sexy kiss that had him on the verge of begging her to put him out of his misery. Fortunately, he never had to beg. She knew what he needed and was almost always happy to give it to him.
She raised herself up and came down on him, taking his cock into her tight, wet heat in a slow, sexy slide that had his eyes rolling back in his head.
“Fuck me, that’s so good,” he whispered.
“I am fucking you,” she said with a teasing smile, moving like the sexiest seductress he’d ever seen as she rode him.
“Shit, this is gonna be fast, which is also your fault.”
“How so?”
“You’ve had me primed for hours.”
“Again I ask, how so?”
“By breathing.”
She tweaked his nipples and made him jolt. “You’re ridiculous.”
“Only with you. I’ve never wanted anyone the way I want you. All you have to do is walk in the door, and I’m ready to go.”
“Oh, lucky me!”
“You’re so lucky.”
She laughed and bent to kiss him. “So very lucky indeed.”