Page 45 of Take Me Home for Christmas

His words only added to her self-doubt about being so exposed to him. But then his mouth was on her, and she forgot all about any insecurities she had, reveling in the immense pleasure of his tongue instead. When he spread her thighs farther apart with his hands, she began to slide down. She slapped her palms to the wall, attempting to anchor herself. He hitched one of her knees over his shoulder. The change in position brought her even greater pleasure.

Elle arched her hips into him. His response was a groan of encouragement. He cupped her ass as he feasted with more urgency. Her breath was coming in hurried pants now. She could feel her orgasm cresting. As much as she wanted it, Elle didn’t want it to end. A sob broke from her throat when the feeling of profound bliss rocked through her.

She slid down the wall onto his lap. He cradled her head against his shoulder, rubbing her back as she returned to the living. Elle shifted against him. A sharp hiss brushed against her neck. She lifted her eyelids. His lips were in a tight line. She tortured him with another shimmy.

“Elinor,” he bit out.

She nipped at his shoulder. “Can we move this to the bed now?”

He stilled beneath her. His mouth might have been tight, but a look of trepidation shadowed his eyes.

“You sure?” he whispered.

Seriously?

It was too late to turn back now. Not that Elle wanted to. She wanted this man like she’d never wanted anything in her entire life.

“Absolutely,” she whispered against his lips. Her hand reached between them and she stroked his hard length over his jeans.

She’d forever marvel at Hayden’s athleticism. With a feral growl, he stood with her in his arms and strode into one of the bedrooms. He laid her on the bed and stepped back, his eyes roaming her flushed body once again. Her skin grew even warmer under his gaze.

“Do you need some help with your jeans, Deputy?” she mocked him.

One side of his mouth kicked up in a sly smile. “Don’t sass me, Elinor. You’ll be sorry.”

She pressed up on the back of her elbows. “Or what? You’ll put me in handcuffs?”

Her taunt had the desired effect. Hayden shucked his jeans and underwear in five seconds flat. She chewed on her lip, watching the muscles in his ass move as he strolled over to the dresser, where he pulled out an unopened box of condoms.

An ugly thought hit her. Had he bought those in anticipation of being in this bed with Livi? Something on her face must have tipped him off because he swore when he put the box on the bedside table.

“Whatever you’re thinking, don’t. I will get out the handcuffs if you don’t stop letting your imagination go places it shouldn’t.”

She couldn’t help but smile with relief. This man got her. It was as if their minds were connected somehow.

Hayden sat on the edge of the bed and unwrapped the strap securing his prosthetic to what remained of his leg. She’d seen his stump before—she’d even insisted on touching it when he first came home. It sat just below his knee. Not losing his knee joint gave him more range of motion with his leg. It also allowed him to run with greater precision.

He placed the artificial leg on the floor beside the bed where a single crutch lay and reached for a condom. She rubbed his back while he rolled it on.

“We still good?” he asked her, forever the gentleman.

She glanced down at his erection. “You’ll do,” she teased.

He covered her body in one smooth move. Elle sucked in a breath at the contact.

“I warned you about sassing me.” He nipped at her lip.

She dragged her hands up his torso. All the snark left her when their eyes collided. The adoration and awe she saw in his had her heart feeling like it was swelling. He did want her. She bucked her hips into his.

“Keep doing that, and I won’t be able to take care of you,” he groaned.

A giddy laugh escaped Elle’s throat. She’d never had a lover worry whether she came more than once. Of course Hayden would be that guy.

Elle wrapped her legs around his waist. He didn’t have to be invited twice. Hayden let out a sigh as he eased himself inside her.

“Mmm.” She adjusted her hips so that he filled her completely. “It’s perfect.”

He took her lips in a searing kiss. Then he began to move. Elle quickly picked up his rhythm. When she dug her nails into his shoulders, he increased the pace.

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