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Taking him at his word, I found the angle and pace that pleased me best, but his moans matched mine. The way he watched my every movement made me feel sexy and alive and so fucking powerful, but I needed more than his intense stare.
“Touch me,” I demanded. Instantly, he freed his hands from behind his head, running them all over my torso, ass, and thighs. Everywhere but where I wanted him most. “Evil tease.”
“This?” Smile twisting mischievously, he traced my cock with a single featherlight finger.
“Do it right.” I stilled my motions until he started stroking me the way I wanted, long, slow pulls that countered the pressure and fullness in my ass.
“Bossy.” He said it like an endearment as I started riding him again, faster now, keeping his cockhead pressing on my prostate, the stretch having gone from too much to exactly perfect.
“You love it.”
“Fuck. I do.” His gaze locked with mine, my cheeky tease transforming to something tender, almost fragile. My breath caught at the sheer amount of wonder in his tone. “I really do.”
“Good.” I had to close my eyes, only so much emotion I could take, especially coupled with pleasure this intense. His grip tightened on my cock as I rocked more urgently against him. The firmness of his body under mine and the solidness of every last inch of him was freeing like he could take everything I wanted to give him and then some.
Letting go, I rode him hard and fast, trusting him to not break and drinking down his every moan and curse. “Fuck. Gideon. Get there. Use my cock.”
I was supposed to be the one making the demands, but I was way too far gone to point that out. I sped up, him moving with me now, pushing up against me, deeper, harder. “Going to…”
“Do it. Please.” His broken “please” did it, that hint of begging and desperation, the way he was coming apart under me, and that even more than his hand on my cock, tipped me over. The orgasm rocketed through me as I painted his abs and chest with my come. Seeing him so messy and marked was enough to tease one last spurt out.
“Yes. You too. Now.” My voice was more needy than bossy, climax leaving me breathless and desperate for him to go too. And he must have been waiting for that signal because his body bucked, fucking hard into me. I’d thought I was done, but watching him come apart was enough to have my ass clenching again, powerful aftershocks that pulled him right over the edge until he was coming too.
“Fuck.” He groaned over and over like his orgasm was even more endless than mine had been.
“Oh. My. Fucking. God.” I collapsed onto his chest in a messy heap.
“You can be in charge whenever you’d like. Damn.” He grinned boyishly at me before rolling slightly to fetch a small towel from the nightstand.
“You really mean that?” I asked as he cleaned us both up. Old worries about being too much, scaring people away, fluttered around like moths in my otherwise well-pleasured brain.
“Hey, when I let you lead, good things happen.” He kissed my forehead, and the anxious moths fled. “You bossy is a win for me.”
“Me too.” I sighed happily and settled more comfortably against his shoulder, the spot that was rapidly feeling like mine and mine alone. “And that totally earned us some cake.”
“We’ll get crumbs in the new bed,” he warned.
“Grouch.” I kissed his bristly neck. “I’ll do the sheets for you.”
“Deal.” He tipped my head up so he could find my mouth with his, and the moment was sweeter than any dessert could ever be. It was cuddly and domestic, and I wanted it to be December forever.
Chapter Nineteen
Remember your vitamins! Nasty cold going around to match this nasty weather! But Gideon reports that we’re up to record donations thanks to the lights fundraiser. Way to go us! ~Cheryl Bridges posted to the What’s Up Neighbor app
Paul
“Your dog is wearing a coat.” Gideon eyed me suspiciously as Jim and I walked up to the small popup canopy tent over a table near the edge of the park where signs funneled cars out at the end of the neighborhood lights spectacle. He sat alone in one of two folding chairs.
“So she is. It’s her Christmas present from human Jim and the kids.” Jim’s ridiculous outfit was styled to look like a tracksuit, complete with hood and fleece-lined legs. She had enough fur to make any sort of clothing unnecessary, even in these brutal temperatures, but I’d wanted to see Gideon smile. “She wanted to show it off, but also, it’s about to snow.”
“I know.” Gideon sighed and wrapped his arms around himself. He’d borrowed a set of my coveralls earlier and had his own coat on top, but they were no match for a wicked wind and rapidly dropping thermometer. “But Cheryl has a cold, and I promised.”
“So you said.” He’d been in a rush when he’d stopped by earlier, taking a rain check on our casual plans for dinner and scrambling for warm gear. I’d managed to make it through a solitary meal and a workout before worry over him won out, and now, here I was. I held out my thermos. “I brought tea. And a stadium blanket.”
I tucked the thick blanket around him before taking the other chair. He was missing his glasses, probably because they kept fogging in this blasted cold.
“You’re staying?” His eyes narrowed further even as he untucked enough blanket to share with me.
