Page 100 of All I Want For Christmas

His tongue swirled over her clit, then moved down to thrust into her. He licked, thrust, and sucked until she came apart a second time.

She was breathing hard, her heart pounding as he pushed up to kneeling.

He looked inordinately pleased with himself, but also a little wild. He reached for the condom without his eyes leaving hers. He ripped it open, rolled it on, and positioned himself at her entrance.

“You ready for me?”

“Oh God, yes.”

She’d never had two orgasms in a row like that, and yet she couldn’t wait to have him filling her, taking her thereagain.

He thrust in fully on the first stroke and then leaned over her, bracing his arms as she wrapped her legs around him.

“Goddammit, you feel amazing,” he told her. “Hot, so wet. You taste so sweet.” Then he grinned at her wickedly. “Here. You really should taste for yourself.” Then he kissed her, his tongue stroking against hers.

She groaned, and he thrust deep.

His hips continue to move slow, steady, and so deep.

She abandoned hanging onto the headboard then because she had to griphim. The muscles in his back tensed and bunchedunderneath her hands, his ass clenched as he thrust into her, and he muttered dark, dirty things in her ear.

“I’ve thought about being between these thighs for so long.”

“I will never forget the taste of you.”

“The next time I see you in one of those tight little pencil skirts, all I’ll be able to think about is how tight this pussy is around me right this minute.”

Miraculously, it only took a few minutes before she felt her orgasm tightening and twisting again.

“Oh my God, Theo!”

“That’s right, City Girl, come for me again,” Theo told her. “Fucking squeeze my cock. Take what I’ve got.”

And she did. She felt every muscle in her body clench and tighten as if trying to pull him inside her.

“That’s it. That’s. Fucking. It,” he said. His hips pumped into hers a final time as he came with a long groan.

Long minutes later, he finally separated their sweaty bodies and pushed her hair back from her face. “You’re staying here tonight,” he told her. It wasn’t a question.

“Does it still count?” she teased.

“Brat,” he muttered as he leaned in and kissed her.

Then he got up and went to the bathroom to cleanup. When he returned, he flipped back the covers, tucked her underneath, climbed in beside her, and pulled the sheet up over them.

Her head on his chest, his arm around her, his hand resting on her ass, they both just lay quietly for several minutes.

Finally, she asked, “Are you okay?”

“So fucking okay,” he said with a soft laugh. “You?”

“Very, very, very okay,” she agreed.

He squeezed her ass affectionately. “I was just thinking that Zander really is always right.”

“He knew this was going to happen?”

Theo looked down at her with a grin. “I think everybody knew this was going to happen.”

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