Page 53 of Her Holiday Heartthrobs

She cries out, dropping into the sensation.

Eli backs away again, regaining his feet, but I tweak and roll her nipple as she sobs with frustration.

“You want to come, beautiful?” I ask in her ear.

She nods against my grip around her throat.

“You think you’ve made it up to us?”

The way Paige wriggles against me says that she doesn’t.

“No. I didn’t think so.” I let go of her nipple and her throat and yank her bra the rest of the way off. “Over here.”

I guide her to the edge of Eli’s desk, mostly bare this evening by design, and turn to lift her onto the dark, hard wood. Spreading her thighs wide, I step between and let my cock settle against her wet and swollen folds.

Taking her hands, I plant them behind her, propping her up and gathering her hair over her shoulder. She’s a fucking sight: all of that creamy skin; those firm, round breasts and pebbled pink nipples; her bottom lip caught between her teeth; and the hard, needy blaze in her blue eyes. Lowering my focus, I drag the head of my cock through her folds, reveling in the spreading moisture.

“Are you ready for my cock?” Our gazes meet for a beat, yearning twisting between us. Can she tell how badly she affects us? That every drop of her only reinforces our addiction?

Paige nods, concentrating on not giving away just how badly she needs it.

I pull her lip from between her teeth. “Say it.”

“Yes, sir. I’m ready for your cock.” Her voice is low and throaty, and I press but pull back before entering her, making her suck in a shaky breath.

“Beg me for it.”

Her nostrils flare. The only sign of her fight. As I wait, I tease her with my tip.

“Please.” Her voice is barely a breath. “Please give me your cock.”

Her muscles squeeze, like she’s trying to drag me inside of her by pure will alone.

Paige whines at me, trying again to coax my cock inside of her with the clenching of her muscles. “Please, Jake. Please, fuck me.”

Lucky for her, I can’t resist any longer and I plunge myself deep inside her core, reveling at the tight grip of her around me with a groan. And the defiant glint in her eyes paired with the slight shift of her hips tells me that our punishment for her indiscretion is long from over.

ELI

Watching Jake fuck Paige has me stroking myself along with her pleasure. We’ve almost made her come a handful of times now, and I desperately want to watch her fall apart, second to feeling her orgasm over me.

It’s the sweetest torture in the world.

The shift in Jake is obvious. To me.

She shudders when he pauses, splayed out on her back, hands gripping the edge of the desk in an attempt to gain some leverage and take what she wants. Jake doesn’t let her.

It might not be what I want from her, but it’s still hot as fucking hell.

When she sobs again from being denied, then she settles enough for him to thrust again, he intends to end her this time. It doesn’t take long to build her back up, but the frustrated noise she makes as her toes curl tells me she’s stalled.

What a delight. Perfect for sharing with the kind of pleasure we can drag out of her. For how long she’s willing to fight for her own release. Wait for it.

I release my cock, taking a deep breath to keep myself from coming. Flirting with that edge the same way we’ve been toying with hers.

Jake huffs a low laugh. “Even when I’m ready to let you come, you obey and wait for permission.”

Paige lifts her head, hand curling into his hair to kiss him. I barely hear her whisper, “Please.”

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