Page 49 of His Off-Limits Christmas Gift

My eyes opened wide with alarm. “I… I see that.”How the hell will that fit?I swallowed, hard, and faltered with removing my bra as he stepped out of his last garment. “And I see how those rumors about your being small are definitely not true.”

He grinned, walking up to me and setting his hands on my hips. After a slow, sexy kiss, he whispered, “I’ll show you that I know how to use it, too.”

I have no doubt.If his kisses could make me shiver like this, he already had serious skills. I nodded, though, kissing him deeply as I let my bra fall to the floor. His fingers slipped under the edge of my panties, and with a slow push, he urged the thin fabric to slide down to my feet.

I stepped out of them, but before I could get far, he hugged me close and lowered me to the bed with him.

And then the dam broke. My patience snapped. His did too. We were on each other, kissing and groping. We rolled on the bed, clambering to get closer as if this were a race to feel all of each other. I couldn’t get enough of the hot sensation of his hard, warm body rubbing up against mine and pressing me tothe mattress. He seemed just as insatiable for kissing and licking every bit of my flesh he could find.

“Yes,” I moaned when he slipped his fingers into me, stretching me for what I wanted to come.

“You want me?” he asked, checking again and again, patient and considerate to give me what I needed. Still a giver, not a taker.

“Please. Please don’t stop.” I no longer cared if I sounded needy.

His lips left a burning trail of hot kisses and needy sucks over my breasts. My fingers wrapped around his dick as I stroked him. When he kissed me, angling me to roll beneath him, I parted my legs and gave him access to better slide his big cock over my wet entrance.

“Fuck me, Nate.” I arched up against him, needing the friction.

I couldn’t catch my breath. My nipples were tight and so sore. I was so aroused that I couldn’t stand the wait.

“You’re sure?”

He was too damn sweet, careful and going at my pace.

I kissed him hard as I locked my legs around his waist. That move, my answer, damn near pushed the tip of his cock into my entrance, and I gasped at the sensation.

“Let me get a condom.”

“Don’t tell me that’s imprinted with a holiday theme, too,” I teased.

He laughed, quieting me and himself when he sheathed the condom over his long dick.

This was the moment.

I’d lose my virginity to this man. My boss. My brother’s best friend.

There would be no going back from this, and the moment felt heavy.

“My sweet girl,” he crooned, lowering to kiss me before notching his tip at my pussy.

I moaned against his lips, relishing the endearment and the start of a burn as he pushed in. The stretch was a lot to manage, but true to his nature, he didn’t rush. He didn’t plow into me.

Ever so slowly, kissing me and inching in, he gave me time to acclimate to this fullness.

Only once he was all the way in did I feel like I could breathe again. He was in. I was doing this—weweredoing this.

“Don’t stop,” I begged as he began with slow strokes in and out of me.

He shook his head. “No. I can’t.” Looking like a mighty beast, he reared up to watch himself sliding back and forth, disappearing into my entrance.

My orgasm crept closer and closer. Just watching him, so strong, all his muscles straining as he pounded into me, pushed me nearer to that explosion of bliss.

“Fuck, Rachel. Look at us.” He clenched his teeth, groaning as he went faster.

“I’m coming,” I replied, gasping out the words in this effort not to pass out.

I felt him everywhere. In me. Over me. Together in this race to come.

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