The Christmas Cookie Chronicles: Carrie - Plot & Excerpts
Her face was buried in a pillow, her cute naked butt on display. He could look at her all day and never tire of the view. His heart floated in his chest, free and easy. It had been a very long time since he’d felt this young. This happy. Awesome. She was completely awesome. He cradled the back of his head in his palms, crossed his ankles and grinned up at the ceiling. “Got any more condoms?” she mumbled from the pillow. “You betcha.” He shot off the bed, scrambled for his pants, and in less than ten seconds had the condom on. “C’mon, cowgirl,” he said. “Your turn to ride.” He pulled her astraddle his waist. She ducked her head to kiss him, her auburn curls trailing over his face. He couldn’t believe how long he’d been without this. Without Carrie. She eased herself down on him. He hissed in his breath.
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