Page 68 of His Off-Limits Christmas Gift

“No one else, Nate. You’re my first.” She cried out as I thrust harder. “And I want you to be my only.”

I grinned, driven wild with her admission. I felt like a god, a king, invincible to know how much I mattered to her.

“I want you to teach me how to make you happy,” I revised. “You mentor me, sweet girl, on how I can treasure you and make sure you are the happiest, most loved woman on earth.”

She tensed. Her legs quivered under my grip. As she cried out, loudly and freely, she came on my dick.

“Yeah, like that, sweet girl. Fuck. Just like that.”

She arched her back, desperate to wring out all the pressure of my cock stuffing and stretching her while she could.

“Oh, fuck. Nate. Fuck. I love?—”

I chuckled, amused with how stilted her speech was. She couldn’t talk, and I doubted she could think straight, either. I’d done my job this time. I’d made her feel that perfect bliss, but it was my turn now.

As she shivered and moaned, still riding the high of her climax, I eased out of her and turned her around. With her lying flat on my desk, her blonde waves splayed out over the dark surface, I knew I would never be able to work here and not remember this moment.

“I love you, sweet girl.” I’d never tire of repeating that, either.

Sliding back into the perfect heat of her slick pussy, I felt like I was coming home. Like she was my home, and we’d never be weak again.

She moaned, lifting her legs for me to drape them higher. With her knees resting at the crooks of my elbows, I kept her spread open so I could watch my cock slipping into her, sucked in tight.

A few more thrusts was all it took. Seeing her, hearing her, and feeling this perfection, I was a goner.

I spilled my cum deep inside her, shaking from the force of coming so hard. A loud roar left my lips, and I hoped that not a single soul was up here in the closed-up offices.

No one should be. It was the eve of Christmas Eve. They should be at the party, living it up, or going home with their loved ones.

I had mine right here. Helping her to sit up, I encouraged her to climb onto my lap. My dick was still deep inside her. Our combined cum leaked from the place of our union. But I didn’t care how messy we were being as I slumped into my chair, holding her close.

She nestled against me, sighing happily as I caught my breath.

After a long while, just sitting there and feeling like all was finally right in my world, she sat up more and faced me.

“You awake?”

I nodded but yawned.

“How are we going to get out of here?” she asked. “We’re… sticky.”

“I doubt anyone will be in the bathroom. Give me another minute and I’ll clean you up.”

She laughed, filling my heart with joy. “Another minute? Oh, no. I know what that means. You’re about to fall asleep and stay asleep.”

“Maybe.” I smiled and let my eyes close.

She stood, though, jarring me to open them.

“Let’s go home andthensleep,” she suggested.

“Home?” I held my breath, not wanting to guess at what she meant.

“My rental won’t last long,” she said as she used a tissue to wipe herself. “Wouldn’t it make more sense to call your place home?”

“For good.” I stood, joining her in this idea to gohome. It sounded like I was begging her to call my penthouse her home too. Or maybe it could be a demand. I just wanted to make it true. I was all in with her. Forever if she’d have me. And it was another gift I hadn’t counted on that she would be okay with how fast we were moving too.

“I like the sound of that,” she replied cheekily, tugging her panties back on.

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