Page 79 of My December Darling

As I open the door for her, I say, “I’m going to have him drop you off first.”

She doesn’t reply as she slides into the back seat, and I follow behind her and close the door behind me. Before I have a chanceto reach for her hand again, she grabs mine and interlaces our fingers first, making me bite back a smile.

“Orwe could head back to your place.” She keeps her voice low while peeking up at the rearview mirror.

I turn in my seat to face her. “We’ve both been drinking.”

She shoots me an exasperated look. “I don’t know about you, but I stopped feeling buzzed an hour ago.”

“Same.”

“But if you don’t want to…” She sucks on her bottom lip.

Hell yeah, I want to.I shut her worries down with a kiss before telling our driver about the change of plans. The short ride to my apartment feels like a four-hour one, and I spend every second thinking of what I plan on doing with Catalina once I get her inside.

Perhaps I should tie her up so she can’t leave for California in two days.

Now that’s an idea.

“Luke?” Catalina calls.

“Huh?” I snap out of my thoughts.

“We’re here.” She flashes me a timid smile, and I hop out of the car so I can open her door before the driver has a chance.

My long steps are difficult for Catalina to keep up with in high heels, so I end up tossing her over my shoulder to save her the trouble.

“Hey!” She laughs while smacking my back.

“You’re too slow.”

“Well, excuse me for not wanting to twist an ankle before we ever make it inside.”

“An unnecessary risk when you have me.”

She stops beating against my back and ass as I carry her up the small walk-up and into my apartment. I reach into my pocket for my keys and unlock the front door while the LEGOfigure Catalina got me for Christmas spins around from the jerky movements, making me smile in the process.

The second I shut the door and place Catalina on her feet, she throws herself at me. Her lips crash against mine, and her nails dig into the front of my coat as she pushes me against the door.

Whatever thoughts I had disappear until I’m left with only one prerogative.

Making Catalina mine.

She seems to have the same idea as she yanks my coat off before chucking hers in the direction of the couch.

“Fuck.” I shiver when she kisses a path down the column of my throat, and my head drops back to give her more room. The grip I have on her hips is punishing as she rolls them, pushing her center against my straining cock.

“I like the sounds you make,” she says against my skin between kisses.

I reach around her, grab her ass, and lift her off her feet. She wraps her legs instinctively around my waist, and returns to kissing me while I fumble my way through the dark, tripping over a few random belongings in the process of getting to my bedroom.

“Tell me this isn’t a terrible idea,” she says right before she lets out a shriek when I toss her on the bed.

Catalina bounces once before slamming back down on the mattress, and I take advantage of her breathless state to crawl over her body and seal my mouth over hers, gripping her chin tightly between my fingers while my tongue lashes out.

She returns my kiss with vigor, and it takes an incredible amount of self-control to pull away.

“Does this feel terrible to you?” I ask before sucking on her bottom lip. “Or this?” I brush my hand up the side of her body and give her breast a squeeze. She sucks in a breath when I tug on the bow holding her dress up and seal my mouth over hernipple, teasing her until she is trembling beneath me, begging for me to do something about the growing problem between her legs.

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