Page 18 of The Bad Boy's Secret Santa

“Yeah?”

His lips brush the shell of my ear. “You want to keep talking about decorations or do you want me to fuck you senseless?”

“The second one.” My words are little better than a strangled whisper, but they’re enough to get my wish. With hands on my hips, Eli lowers me onto his thick cock. Filling me slowly. It’s a good thing he’s holding onto me so tightly, because I’ve left my body. I’ve forgotten how fuckinggoodit feels to have him inside me.

He stills once he’s fully seated inside me. “Fuck, Pipes. That pussy was made for my cock.”

I slide a hand up the back of his head, our heated gazes locking. I can’t form actual words, so I don’t even try. I just drag him back to my mouth, letting him kiss me stupid as I widen my thighs. He sinks in a little deeper.

“Fuck,” he growls.

I rock myself against him, relishing in the delicious friction of my clit against his skin. He digs his fingers into my ass cheeks as he pulls out and slams back in. I cry out, no longer caring if anyone’s working late tonight.

God, I’ve needed this.

I’ve neededhim.

“Harder,” I plead.

“Naughty girl,” he growls right before granting me my wish.

I hold on for dear life as he plunges into my pussy over and over. I’m so fucking turned on by the feel of him, the strength of him, themanthat is him. I try to warn him that I’m coming, but my inability to speak the English language makes it too challenging. My body shudders against him. I tighten my hold around his neck as he slams harder into me.

“Come inside me,” I demand in heated whisper.

“You’remine, Piper. You’ve always been mine.”

“I know.”

He slams into me one last time, groaning as he stills. Filling me with his seed.

There is no other man who will ever be able to make me feel this way. I let every ounce of fight go and admit once and for all that Eli Winchesterismy true love.

Chapter Eleven

ELI

“It’s not much,” Piper says, pulling one last tote of decorations out of her crawl space. She’s on her knees wearing nothing but my t-shirt, her hair all messed up from a full night of lovemaking. After that quick, hot fuck in the storage room at City Hall, I refused to be quick about anything else for the rest of the night. If it weren’t for coffee, I doubt either one of us would be upright right now.

But we need to get that tree decorated.

Still on her knees, Piper bends forward to get one final look in the crawl space, and my shirt rides up. Revealing her bare ass. What a fucking view.

My dick hardens to attention, as if the fucker didn’t just drain itself inside her half an hour ago.

“Okay, that’s it—” She turns, looking over her shoulder in time to see me dropping my sweatpants to the floor. Her gaze locks on my shaft, and she licks her lips. “Probably should take care of that before we go on our decoration hunt.”

“Probably.”

I drop to the floor, coming up behind her. I push apart her thighs with my knees, teasing her entrance with my swollen head. I slide both hands from her hips, up her loose shirt, and grab her tits. She reaches between her legs and buries my cock within her folds. Stroking her pussy with me, as though my dick is her play thing.

“That’s it, Pipes. Play with my cock until you come.”

It feels so good, swimming in her wetness thatInearly come as she gyrates her hips against my dick, using her hand to hold me in place. She rubs herself senselessly, using my swollen head to tease the fuck out of her clit until she explodes.

Her body shakes with her climax, and I take over, reaching between her legs to guide my cock home where it belongs. I pound into her, refusing to let her first orgasm end. I tease her sensitive flesh without mercy as I pound her into channel.

She explodes a second time, and then—and only then—do I allow myself to drain my cock inside her.

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