Page 44 of Stealing His Christmas Present

Chapter 16

WARMTH ENVELOPED MYwhole body as Pablo kissed me with so much passion that we were both gasping for breath.

“Can we get out of the pool?” I breathed out.

“Not a problem.” Pablo kept kissing me as he carried me out of the pool.

He was so damn strong, and probably knew this pool well enough that he didn’t have to look where the stairs were.

When he laid me down on the double chaise longue, I stared deep into his eyes. Some very remote corner of my mind was telling me that I shouldn’t be doing this, and that it was wrong.

But my need was too strong, and I wanted to enjoy myself, even if it was just for a bit.

The hunger and desire in his eyes were enough to tell me everything that I needed to know. We both wanted this, so why the hell not?

I’d never felt so wanted and needed in my whole life.

Pablo climbed on top of me, pressing his lips to mine. As he fiddled with the top of my bikini, he lowered his mouth to my neck.

He left a path of scorching kisses all over my collarbone that sent a whole lot of different sensations through me. I’d never experienced something like this before.

So much fire burned inside me.

Pablo tossed my bikini top and lowered his mouth to my nipple. I let out a groan as he sucked and nipped. His hand cupped my other breast, kneading and pinching.

More shots of electricity went through me, and my breath was coming out in small gasps as Pablo kissed his way down my stomach.

When his fingers hooked in the waistband of my bikini bottoms, I lifted my hips, allowing him to pull them down my legs.

I closed my legs together, biting down on my lip.

He didn’t say anything or move, just waited.

Last chance to change my mind.

But I didn’t want to change my mind, not when my core was throbbing with a need that was so strong it was overwhelming.

I spread my legs wide for him, giving him access.

A smile stretched across his lips, and he ran his hands up and down my legs. He lowered his mouth to my inner thigh as he caressed my skin.

I was already dripping wet as he kept leaving hot kisses all over my thighs, somehow always avoiding my center, as if he was teasing me and knew exactly how to drive me even crazier with desire.

When his tongue finally slipped to my pussy, my moan was so loud that it echoed around us. He gripped my thighs as his tongue slid up and down my opening, making it really hard to think about anything other than his mouth on me.

His tongue pressed against my clit, and I thought I was going to spontaneously combust.

He kept flicking his tongue in such a wonderful way that I cried out when my release hit me, spreading through me with so much power that my breath was knocked out of me.

Pablo let go of me, and I more heard him than saw him getting a condom from a box on the floor that I hadn’t even noticed before because I’d been busy staring at his rock collection, which I was sure had a more extensive story than he was letting on.

When he returned, his gaze met mine as he positioned himself between my legs.

“Are you sure?” he asked. “We don’t have to do this.”

But just seeing him like this, his cock so close to my opening, another wave of arousal spread through me.

“Yes,” I whispered.

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