Free Tingle All the Way by MacKenzie McKade Page A

as well.” Barry knew he had won the battle when Kayla pressed her slender
frame against his.
    “I’d like that.” She spoke with a purr in
her voice. But it was her half-shuttered eyes that sent his mind straight to
visions of silk sheets and tangled limbs.
    The heat of her body next to his lit the
flame that flickered within. Removing that dress, making her truly vulnerable
to him as she had been in his bed earlier, was sounding better by the minute.
But his parents had him on a technicality—sovereign immunity. They were the
sovereigns of the shindig, and he was not immune just because he was their son.
They expected him to be there, at least for a couple of hours.
    “If it wouldn’t hurt my folks, I’d suggest
we just stay home.” The Christmas Eve party had begun with his suggestion when
he was only a child. The family tradition had continued for almost twenty-six
years. And in all honesty he loved the holidays and had always enjoyed
himself—he even put up elaborate decorations in his home though he lived alone.
Even with his mother meddling in his love life.
    “What a good son you are.” Her lips
vibrated with each word against his mouth.
    Sliding his palm slowly over her ass, he
discovered no panty line. Thong. “I aim to please,” he said while he was
thinking of how pretty her globes had looked flush with color after his
spanking.
    Kayla dragged her lips over his once more,
her nose caressing his. “Are you sure you don’t want to stay?” She smelled of a
light powder, soft and feminine.
    Damn. She could tempt a man of the cloth,
but Barry had to make an appearance. Besides, he had a special Christmas gift
for her. He popped her on the butt.
    She squealed, laughter dancing in her eyes.
    “Stop teasing me or I’ll have to paddle
you.”
    Her chin rose with an air of indifference.
“Promises, promises.” She blew a breath across her fingernails, pretending to
admire her cherry-red polish and ignore him.
    Barry jerked her back into his arms and she
started to giggle. “You little witch.”
    “Me?”
    “You.” His mouth closed over hers. She
melted against him and he lost himself inside the kiss. When it ended, he
pressed his forehead to hers. “We better get going.”
    After ensuring her front door was locked,
Barry led her outside where his car was parked next to the sidewalk. A cool
breeze whispered by as he opened the door and watched the long-legged beauty
climb in. Again his cock stirred. Barry could take her so easily, right
here—right now. Instead, he skirted around the automobile, got behind the
wheel, and they were off.
    His parents lived about twenty minutes
away. Kayla seemed quiet as he turned into their gated community. During the
drive he had tried to engage her a couple of times, only to realize that a
change had come over her. Kayla’s Ice Queen persona had returned with a
vengeance. Her answers had been short and to the point, offering no more to
enhance the conversation.
    “You’re really nervous about this party.”
He glanced over at her. “Why?”
    “I don’t care to socialize.”
    Barry was smart enough not to belabor the point.
Remaining quiet, he focused on parking, and then his gaze rose and he started
to laugh.
    His parents had outdone themselves this
year. Their entire house was lit up with colorful lights. The yard ornaments
looked new. He didn’t recognize the snow globe or half a dozen other huge
blowups. But he did have to admit the snow globe was his favorite. White pearly
snowflakes fell softly on several penguins, a North Pole sign and, of course,
Santa Claus.
    When he and Kayla stood before the bright
spectacle, she muttered, “I bet the neighbors love your parents.” There was a
tinge of sarcasm in her voice, but her eyes sparkled as if she were a child
experiencing Christmas for the first time.
    Barry took her by the hand. “Come on. Let’s
go inside.”
    The second they stepped inside his mother
squealed, parting the crowd as if she were