Free Champagne Toast by Melissa Brown Page B

of his clothing, he stares at me with a raised eyebrow.  He looks so incredibly sexy , and all at once, I ’ m consumed with my desire for him.  His biceps flex as he begins to unbutton the top button of my jeans.  As he unzips them, I place my hands on his shoulders, feeling the muscles move beneath my fingertips. Evan continues to hum along with Dino as he lightly grazes my bra strap with the pads of his thumbs before pulling the straps down and kissing me lightly on my breasts.  Quickly, I help him by removing the bra completely.  He smiles to himself as he continues to kiss and stroke my breasts.  I feel my nipples hardening as he touches them appreciatively. He hooks his fingers into the waistband of my panties and slowly pulls them down as his lips make their way down my torso, lightly kissing my skin, making every part of me tingle.  I step out of my panties and Evan kisses me.  It starts soft, his tongue slowly caressing mine, as his fingers glide through my hair.  But, little by little, our kisses become more demanding and I feel Evan ’ s arousal on my bare stomach. 
    Together, we slowly ease ourselves down to lie beneath the Christmas tree. Evan places me on my back and he slowly pushes my l egs apart as his mouth claims my breast.  Following his lead, I open for him, so ready for him to be inside me.  Deliberately, he enters and my muscles relax , inviting him in further. Evan moans as he begins to thrust in and out, taking his time, making love to me slowly. At times, I try to quicken the pace, but he just looks down at me with a cocky grin and shakes his head.  It ’ s torture as I feel pressure building inside of me, delectable, wonderful, unbelievable pressure.  Evan senses it and slowly picks up his pace, guiding me towards my release.  He sucks gently on my earlobe, knowing that is my weakness and will push me completely over the edge. Just as Evan ’ s tongue strokes the rim of my ear, I lose it completely and my orgasm rushes through my body, sending me into a complete frenzy.  Evan holds me tight as I thrash beneath him in complete ecstasy.  He cries out above me as he falls apart in my arms, his head buried into the crook of my neck.  His hot breath warms my shoulder as I run my fingers through his hair.
    I open my eyes and gaze up at the Christmas lights above my head as Evan lie s down beside me, lightly stroking my stomach with his fingers.  The soothing sound of Dean ’ s Martin ’ s voice flows throughout the room as a tear slips down my cheek.  I don ’ t think I ’ ve ever been so happy.

 
Chapter 9
     
    Evan
     
    December 25, 2008
     
    “ Merry Christmas, ” I whisper softly into Kate ’ s ear.  She moans a little bit and pulls her covers higher.  Kate ’ s not an early riser at all, but I ’ m always excited to wake up on Christmas morning.  I ’ m up at the crack of dawn and I can ’ t wait to get the day started.  I have something very important for her under her tree and I ’ m dying to give it to her.
    “ Ev, seriously, ” she groans, looking at her clock, “ 6:45?  Really?  Go back to sleep, babe. ”
    “ I know, I know, but I want us to spend as much time as possible together before we head up to Green Bay.  I can ’ t help it.  I ’ m feeling selfish today.  I want you all to myself .”  I can ’ t stop the stupid grin on my face as I massage Kate ’ s shoulders, trying so hard to coax her out of bed.
    “ I ’ ll make you a deal, ” she says, smiling.  I ’ ve got her.  “ Give me a few more minutes to pry my eyes open.  You make us some coffee and as soon as this clock says 7:00, I promise I ’ ll meet you in the kitchen. ”
    “ I ’ ll do you one better.  I ’ ll make coffee and eggs.” I playfully raise my eyes up and down.  Kate looks impressed.  I don ’ t cook for her often, but Christmas morning demands a proper meal.
    “ Wow, you really do love Christmas morning, ” Kate says, planting a kiss on my