Page 29 of A Crane Family New Year

“Finish? I’m sure there is another one in there. Or two.” He’d work as hard as he needed tonight to ensure that she enjoyed herself. “Your pleasure is my pleasure, Ms. Andrews.”

“Your formality is weirdly sexy.” She laughed as she asked, “Are you going to carry me out of here afterward?”

“If you leave me with enough strength.”

“Don’t count on it.” A flash lit her eyes as she slipped a button free on his shirt. When she pushed on his chest, he gave in and lay on his back. She set her mouth to his while pulling open the remainder of his buttons.

As their mouths mated, he lost himself in the sensation of kissing her. Her tongue was wild and hot, her breaths shallow pants of excitement. He could barely contain his own.

Her nails scraped down his chest, landing on his belt. His hands shook as he helped her slip the leather through the belt loops.

She unfastened his pants and cupped his cock over his boxers. He was rock hard and ready. Eight solid inches of steel jerked against her palm, silently begging for more. When she kissed his chest, he dropped his head helplessly to the bed. The word yes on repeat pounded his skull.

“Every part of you is gorgeous,” she said as she yanked his briefs and pants off his legs.

A cocky smile on his mouth, he propped himself up on his elbows and watched her. He didn’t want to miss a single second of what came next.

She didn’t disappoint.

Her eyes on him, her long auburn hair tickling his legs, she finally placed her soft lips over the head of his dick. He sucked in a breath when she took him in completely. And then his mouth went bone dry.

He had to concentrate harder than he would have liked not to come on contact. It’d been he had no idea how long since he’d received a blowjob. Chloe’s mouth was heaven. Suctioning, licking, sucking. She took him deep and then released him. The moan escaping his mouth was completely unexpected—she was completely unexpected.

Hand resting on her head, he fought to keep his hips pinned to the mattress so that he didn’t thrust too much or too hard. He wanted this to be good for her too.

“Jesus,” he said on an exhale. “What was that?”

“Just a little trick,” she breathed against his damp flesh before she took him deep into her mouth again.

Her breasts brushed his thighs as she worked. Damn, it was nearly impossible not to give in to what he wanted and fuck her mouth. But. He was far too close to the edge to let her continue.

He pulled her mouth off him and reversed their positions. When she was on her back, he paused long enough to put a kiss on the center of her lips.

“I can’t let you finish me off. I have work to do.”

“If you must.” Her impish expression in the low lamplight hinted that she didn’t mind.

He imagined his own expression was half drunk with lust. He peeled off his socks and then returned to the bed completely naked.

No words were needed, even if he could have spoken them. Instead, he kissed her, working his way along her neck and then to those perfect breasts he hadn’t had enough of yet.

“Zander.” She sounded as lost in the moment as he felt.

He loved hearing his name on her lips, especially with a pleading, desperate quality that told him he was doing exactly what she liked. When he didn’t stop kissing her chest, she tightened her hold on his hair and repeated his name, this time firmly.

He dragged his gaze to hers to find her lust-blown pupils wide and black. She offered a smile before she said, “We need a condom.”

“Right.” It took some effort to bring his brain back online.

A condom. He’d forgotten that necessary detail. Also, he didn’t have one. He heard the hope in his voice when he asked, “I don’t suppose you planned ahead?”

“I have one in my purse.” She shoved his shoulder. “On the floor next to my shoes.”

He climbed off the bed to rifle through their discarded clothing on the floor. He finally spotted a corner of the silver sequined clutch that blended in with the fabric of her dress. He handed her the small bag, and she fished a gold packet out of its recesses.

She gave him a saucy smile. “Good thing I packed the big one.”

“Indeed.” He kissed her, grateful for her preparedness. He was completely out of his element, following her lead and fumbling his way through the evening.

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