Page 83 of Mistletoe Kisses

Arlo angled his head and pursed his lips. I crashed into him hungrily. He wrapped his arms around me as I ground against him, our dicks growing hard between us.

When Arlo hooked his legs around mine and thrust faster, I reached into the nightstand to grab supplies.

“Let me open you up, baby.” I shifted to his side and teased my fingers down his stomach to give his dick several strokes. Once I was confident he was turned on enough, I lubed my fingers and teased around his hole.

Arlo ran his hands all over my skin as he moaned into my ear. “Feels so good.”

I pushed the tip of my finger in. “You know what I think feels good? The way you kiss me like you want to do it forever.”

Arlo sucked in a shaky breath as he stared wide-eyed at me.

“You’re so smart and competent.”

He whimpered as he pushed down on my finger.

“You’re incredibly caring. You make people feel good. You makemefeel good.”

Arlo thrashed on the bed as I pressed his prostate. I continued peppering him with praise as I fingered him open until he was begging for more.

I lubed up, slid on a condom, and positioned myself between his legs.

“The past two weeks with you have been some of the best weeks of my life.” I eased into him as he tilted his pelvis.

Once I was inside Arlo to the hilt, I dropped onto my hands on either side of his head. “You walking into my restaurant is one of the best things that ever happened to me.”

He arched backward as I tagged his prostate again.

“I love how thoughtful you are.”

Arlo turned his head to the side and squeezed his eyes closed. “Oh god. Stop, stop.” His skin had been turning redder and redder as I laid praise on him.

“You really want me to stop?” I wanted to confirm since we were still learning each other.

He smiled shyly. “No. Don’t stop.”

I sped up my thrusting and continued telling Arlo all the things I liked about him and couldn’t wait to learn about him as I drove us both to the edge. “I want to learn your favorite foods and cook them for you.” I felt his body tense, so I shifted to stroke him until he came. Watching him lose himself over to pleasure was all I needed, and I quickly followed.

Arlo hummed as he wrapped his arms around me tightly. “That was amazing.”

“Hopefully, in a good way.”

Arlo smiled happily. “A very good way.”

I kissed his forehead, then carefully pulled out of him to go grab a clean washcloth. After cleaning us up, I climbed into bed and pulled him against me, syncing my breaths with his as I fell asleep.

Best. Christmas. Ever.

Chapter36

Arlo

I checkedmyself in the rearview mirror of Lucas’s car to make sure I didn’t have cookie crumbs in my beard. After dropping Lucas off at his parents’ house for their Christmas festivities and his mom giving me a large box full of cookies, I’d snuck a frosted sugar cookie to soothe my nerves while driving to Ron’s.

Once I’d checked my face, I stared at Ron’s house ahead of where I’d parked on the street in front of his neighbors.Now or never.I grabbed the wine Lucas helped me pick out yesterday and the cookie hoard then took steady, deliberate steps to their front door.

When I reached it, the door swung open and four smiling people crowded around the entrance.

“You came!”

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