Home>>read Baby It's Cold free online

Baby It's Cold(4)

By:Madison Faye






"I..."





"Shhh, there's no hurry." That damned smile was back, shattering my defenses and making me weak. I could feel my will crumbling, his smile breaking down my defenses and wrapping me in that warmth again.





“How’s that drink, kid?”





I glanced down and blushed, realizing my mug was totally empty. “Evaporated, I swear.”





Jon laughed loudly, his muscled body rumbling against mine and making me dizzy. “Freshen that up for you?”





“Oh, I- I don’t know.” I took a deep breath. “Maybe, maybe just one more."





He grinned wolfishly at me.





"A half one,” I added quickly, shyly looking at him.





"You bet.”





“Oh, before I do, I really did get you a present you know.”





I felt myself grinning giddily, like a child. “Oh?” I fought to keep the eagerness out of my words.





    He stood and walked over to his Christmas tree and brought a box up from beneath it. It was large, gorgeously wrapped in gold and red, and topped with a bright red bow. He winked as he passed it to me





    “Just a little something. I figured a good looking girl like you could use something like this at school;” he gave me a wink as he sipped his drink. “Might bring a few more boys knocking this next semester.”





    I blushed and shook the box gently, cocking my head.





    “Oh just open it!”





I grinned at him “Thanks, Jon; really.” I sat back on the couch to open the box. I pulled at the bow, and then mischievously tore at the wrapping, making him chuckle.





The gift box was matte black and unadorned beneath the wrapping. I cocked my head at him.





“Just open it.” His voice was more honeyed now, watching me intently. With a nervous giggle, I pulled off the top of the box.





The room went quite silent, quite still, and I felt my heart skip a beat in my breast. Sitting delicately in the box, surrounded by crepe paper, were a matching pair of tiny, lacy, black panties and bra. My throat went dry and I felt my breath catch. I didn’t know what to say, or how to even look at him, and I could feel the crimson flooding my face.





“I know, I know, its kind of more of an adult present I guess. But, I just know you’ll be a knockout in it.”





I slowly raised my beet-red face to look at him from beneath my lashes.





“Can’t study all the time, kid. Have some fun with those; break some hearts.” He winked at me, sipping his drink and eyeing my red face.





“I-” I really was at a loss for words. “Thank you?”





“You’re welcome.”





To be fair, lingerie or not, it was probably the nicest piece of clothing I’d ever held. I tried to swallow my embarrassment. It’s not like he was a parent or something, he was just being the cool older guy, as always. Thinking of it that way, I actually felt a little less awkward about it. I even felt a little rush of flirtation, thinking about actually wearing what lay in the box on my lap.





I raised my head, much more confidently now, and looked at him, grinning.





“Thank you.”





He passed me a fresh mug of cocoa with a wink. “Anytime, kid.”





I blushed again.





“Hey, why don’t you try them on?”





But then again as before, something darker, something steely and firm lingered and glinted just beneath the surface of him. And again, as before, I saw it flash momentarily as his eyes captured my own. The shiver returned, slithering up my spine, making my heart flip.





“Oh, I- I probably shouldn’t.”





“Oh I don’t mean right here! C'mon, give a guy a little credit in the class department.” He rolled his eyes at me. “I meant see how the fit.”





My cheeks burned, and I quickly took a large gulp of what was really more brandy than cocoa in my mug.





He nodded towards the bathroom and I bit my lip. Taking a deep breath, I took another big swig from my mug and stood, holding the box.





“Give me five minutes.”





*****





In the bathroom, I gasped at my reflection in the mirror.





Holy shit I look hot.





The lingerie fit me like a glove, hugging every curve and line of my skin as if they were tailored to me. I blushed at how utterly sheer and transparent the whole set was. My nipples were hard in the cool of the bathroom, and clearly visible through the bra. Dropping my gaze, I bit at my lip, seeing the dark trimmed triangle of hair above my pussy darkening the front of thong panties.