Page 66 of His Off-Limits Christmas Gift

“And I never realized,” Nate said as he led me into his office, then closed and locked the door, “that you and I were somehow on the same page.”

I panted, out of breath from the run out of there and from the heated look he seared me with. He stalked toward me, backing me up to his desk until my legs knocked into its edge.

“Same page?” I asked. “Which page is that?”

He growled, kissing me hard. His fingers curled, cupping my face, and I sighed into his mouth.

This.This was what I needed, what I feared I’d lost when he seemed so distant. This raw, carnal need, the passion.

“The same page,” he said between kisses, “where we both fight for what we want.”

I gripped the front of his tux jacket and hauled him closer. Using the leverage of his body, so much taller and stronger than mine, I had the lift to scoot up onto the edge of his desk.

Parting my legs wider, I was grateful that the slit in this gown could accommodate me like this. That it could accommodate him grinding against me.

My fingers moved too quickly to work well as I hurried to undo the buttons on his shirt, but he wasn’t any better. He shoved at my dress, bunching the material in messy folds as he tried to reach for me.

“No.”

I pushed at him so I could stand. As soon as I did, he spun me around and tugged on the zipper. Keeping me facing forward, he tipped my head until I could kiss him again.

With the angle of him leaning over me, I bent forward, over his desk, and I wondered if this was how his dream went.

I smiled, shivering as he shoved my dress down. It pooled on the floor, leaving me in just my panties and a thin bra. He covered my back as he pushed me to rest against his chest, and I'd never felt more secure. More wanted.

Like I belonged right here, bewitched with this raging desire that never stayed calm between us for long.

24

NATE

“Did you mean it?” I asked.

She leaned back to me, pushing her ass into my hips. I traced my hands down her bare arms, reveling in the goosebumps that trailed in the wake of my touch.

This much taller than her, I had a perfect vantage to look down at her and not miss a single detail of her arousal. Those huge tits lifted and fell with her quick breaths. I saw her pulse point, throbbing faster. And when she raised her face toward me, I saw the potency of lust in her eyes, those blue orbs glittering so brightly.

“Did I mean what?” she asked, reaching down to cup my dick and stroke me through my pants.

“That you’re in love with me?” I asked. This was the moment of the most vulnerability I could offer her. And it was here, in the privacy of my office behind a locked door, that I could do so. Not out there at the holiday party where anyone could see and hear. Not around others who could gossip and speculate.

This moment was one I wanted to share with Rachel, her alone.

“Yes,” she replied. She sighed as I kissed along her neck, removing her bra. Her left hand dropped low, then high,meeting her right as she unzipped me and pulled my hard cock out.

I growled at the perfection of her grip as she pumped her fingers up and down. If she kept this up, I wouldn’t last long enough. It was always like this with us. Fast and needy. Impatient and greedy.

“I had a crush on you when I was younger, but it wasn’t true that I was in love with you all my life. Sorry to disappoint.”

I chuckled, playing with my fingers tracing over her breasts until her nipples were that much harder. I shoved my dick against her, into her hand. “Trust me. I’m not at all disappointed right now.”

She smiled. I treasured the lift of her cheek as she continued to stroke me. “That was the only false part of what I told them. That I’d been in love with you forever.”

“You were with Kyle,” I reminded her.

She nodded, her breath hitching as I slipped her panties down. “And you were in the city, far away. But Iamin love with you, Nate.”

I slipped my finger between her legs, urging her to part them enough so I could reach her slick folds. She was wet, already this slippery from the minimal foreplay, and I didn’t wait to push my finger into her and smear that cream over her flesh.

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