A Soldier's Christmas

It took a while, and he had no idea how long he’d sat in the chair, but the heavy snowfall outside the window finally registered with him. The lights from the stores across the road looked hazy through the snow.

He hadn’t meant to lose track of time and get lost in the past with his memories. The other letters sat on the table beside him, but he didn’t think he was ready to read them just yet. Eventually, he would. But knowing how much Emma longed for word from him from across the miles hurt him more than he thought it would, and he didn’t want to sink further into heartache while he had the woman herself in his bed.

Logan glanced at Emma, who was curled up against a pillow, and a longing so intense hit him in the gut. She really was beautiful, on the inside and out. Her heart was good to want to write and share her life through letters with a stranger thousands of miles away.

Emma moaned and turned slightly in her sleep, so Logan stood and moved over to the bed. He climbed on, settled down beside her, and smiled when she opened her eyes.

“You’re just as beautiful asleep as you are awake.” He leaned in and kissed her sweet lips. “You always taste of...home.” Logan offered her a small smile knowing that he spoke the truth.

“You’re stuck with me now. I hope you know what you’ve gotten yourself into.” Emma sighed against him and cuddled closer. “I’m still tired.”

Logan pulled her into his arms and gasped when she curled her leg between his, her knee rubbing against his groin. “You might still be tired, but you’ve just woken me up.”

Emma chuckled and rubbed against him again. The pleasure rapidly rose in Logan, and he realized that he’d be having a shower if Emma really did go back to sleep.

“Did you read any of the letters I sent you?”

His breath caught at the back of his throat with Emma’s question. And after reading one of them, he still felt unsure as to whether or not he’d be able to discuss them with his heartache being apparent.

“Logan?” She raised her head and met his gaze. Her hand caressed one side of his face, her thumb traced the outline of his lips. “I know how you feel, and we don’t need to talk about them tonight because I just want to sleep in your arms all night.”

With a nod, Logan moved from the bed and stripped Emma down to her panties and bra, while trying to keep his aroused state from her. Emma kept her eyes closed, so he needn’t have bothered keeping it hidden.

Once she looked more comfortable, Logan undressed, but kept his briefs on so his arousal wouldn’t poke her in the ass, because, as he climbed under the covers with her, he pulled her close.

Chapter 18

Emma knew it was early when she peeled an eye open to look around the room, but the call of nature woke her up while it was still dark outside. The hot, hard body of Logan behind her had kept her warm because as she pulled her arms out from the quilt, she felt the chill of the room.

She’d love nothing more than to stay where she was, but her bladder

couldn’t be ignored any longer. She cursed to herself as she carefully tried to slip from Logan’s strong arms.

“Where are you going?” Logan asked, his voice full of sleep as his arms tightened around her.

She was pulled back against his chest. “I need to pee.”

He chuckled softly in her ear, which caused goose bumps to break out on her arms and need to flood her body. Her nipples hardened and an insistent throb started between her thighs. Emma wiggled and pushed her bottom into Logan’s groin.

“Mmm, Emma.” He held her hips and rubbed his erection against her. “You need to escape to the bathroom while you can.” Regardless of his words, he slipped a hand into the front of her panties and let his fingers tease her mound.

She’d forgotten all about the bathroom with the feel of his heavy arousal and the wicked fingers that teased her. But they both had too many clothes on for what she wanted to happen next. “I want us naked.”

Her bra quickly snapped open before Logan kissed down her spine as he moved further down the bed, beneath the quilt. His fingers moved from her panties seconds before he bit her on the ass.

Logan pushed her panties down her legs, and, with her help, they landed somewhere at the bottom of the bed. He spread her thighs and settled between while she untangled herself from the bra. Her nipples rubbed against the bed, heightening her arousal with the feel of him rubbing her pussy lips.

He didn’t try to push any fingers inside her; he just rubbed with a quick touch to her clit—over and over again.

“Logan, please,” she begged, and moaned into the pillow when she felt his tongue as it tickled and teased at her entrance.

One of Logan’s legs straddled one of hers, which allowed her to feel his large erection against the inside of her leg as he rotated his hips.

“If I enter you, this will be over too soon.” He pushed his tongue inside and she saw stars.

Her vaginal muscles contracted to try and keep him inside. He chuckled and did it again. Her hips had a life of their own and rocked against his wicked mouth.

He growled, and rolled from her. “Give me a minute.”