Page 32 of His Christmas Gift

I drove us back to the hotel, trying not to lose my mind as she moved her hand over my thigh. I thought I was the teaser, but she was starting to try her hand at it. Why did she have to be so good at it?

“Come here,” I said, picking her up the moment we got back into the hotel room. I secured my hands on the back of her thighs, carrying her over to the bed. Instead of laying her down, I turned and sat on the edge of the mattress, holding her in my lap.

Autumn rested her knees on the mattress as she drifted her fingers through my hair. She leaned down and pressed her lips against mine, both of our breaths ceasing for a moment. Then, we moved. Our lips brushed and glided. Our hands caressed and touched.

I caressed her hips and her thighs, feeling myself already starting to grow hard from just touching and kissing her. She drove me crazy so easily. My fingertips slipped under her skirt, glancing over the thin material of her tights.

Autumn pulled on my dark green sweater until she yanked it off me. Her hands glided up my chest, feeling the grooves of muscle as she smiled in a pleased manner.

“What are you smiling about?” I smirked.

“You look good. Really good,” Autumn murmured, her eyes sweeping over me.

I placed my hand on the back of her neck, drawing her forehead down to rest on mine.

“And I’m going to make you feel good,” I said, leaning even closer to her. “Really good.”

Autumn’s breath hitched for a moment as our eyes clashed. Then, a coy smile quirked up on her lips.

“Promise?” she asked.

I responded by moving her off my lap, placing her on the edge of the mattress with her legs hanging off. I knelt on the floor in front of her, reaching up to tug off her shirt and tear off her skirt and tights.

Autumn lifted her hips to help me, slipping her fingers under the waist of her panties to pull them down her legs.

I grabbed her hips and pulled her closer to the edge of the mattress, parting my lips to wrap them around one of her hard nipples. My teeth grazed her as she tilted her head back, burying her fingers in my hair and tugging with each suck. I drank in her moans, switching to the other nipple and caressing her breasts in my hands.

Autumn breathed in heavily, lifting her chest as she arched her back. As my lips started to move down her torso, she placed her hands behind her, leaning on them as she watched me move farther down her body.

“Dean…” she breathed out.

I lifted my eyes to peer at her, pressing the heel of my hand against the ridge in my jeans to try to give myself some release. I wanted her so badly, but I was dying for a taste of her too. I grabbed her knees and pushed them apart, giving myself enough room to lean forward and kiss the inside of her thigh.

Autumn whined at the obvious tease.

“Please,” she said.

I chuckled as I shook my head. She gave in so easily, already begging for me to touch her. She knew how good I could make her feel. Of course, she didn’t want to play any games. My hands moved to caress her thighs and hips, enjoying how soft she felt in my grip.

“No fighting spirit left, huh?” I teased her.

Autumn’s eyes narrowed a hint.

“I’m naked and ready for you, and you’re still going to play games and waste time?” she asked me, amusement glinting in her eyes.

I could tell that she was trying to egg me on, which was slightly working. I wanted to make her eat her words, and I wanted to make her moans fill this entire hotel room. I reached around and grabbed her ass, yanking her even closer and burying my face between her thighs.

Autumn could only squeak in surprise when I tugged her closer. The next moment, a surprised moan broke from her as my tongue dragged over her clit. She fell flat on her back on the mattress, unable to keep herself upright as I sucked her clit into my mouth.

“You sneaky…”

I withheld my smirk as her words morphed into incomprehensible moans. Digging my fingers into her skin, I held her steady as my tongue trailed over her, tasting her, exploring her. I couldn’t get enough of her taste, of how her body tensed under me. I could do this all day long.

Autumn pushed her hips up against my mouth, riding out the delicate stroke of my tongue. A whimper trembled on her lips as she closed her eyes, focusing on the waves of pleasure crashing through her.

I circled the tip of my tongue around her clit, pushing two fingers inside of her at the same time. Feeling her around my fingers drove me even wilder. I thrust my fingers into her, matching it with the pace of my tongue.

Autumn writhed as much as she could in my hold.

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