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Nate sinking into me bare is like nothing I’ve ever experienced; everything is ten times more intense, and I can feel every bit of him. He’s panting into my shoulder, letting me adjust after filling me.
“Oh my God. So,fuckinggood, Anastasia. Jesus Christ, you’re so wet and ready for me.”
He pulls back his hips and snaps them forward, skin slapping echoing around the room. My skin feels ready to burst into flames and every nerve is on edge. I want more.
“Hard and fast,” I whisper, wrapping my legs around him and crossing my feet at the bottom of his back.
“I won’t last.” He groans. “You feel too good. It’s taking every ounce of self-control not to go right now.”
Using my feet to lift my hips and slide up and down him, rolling my hips when I get back to the tip.
I want him to pound me into the bed and see him lose his mind, but Mr. Generous is too concerned about turning me into a quivering wreck.Again.
“I don’t care,” I tell him honestly. “Give me everything you’ve got.”
Sliding his hands under me, his fingers wrap around to cling to my shoulders. I’m trying to hide the giddy expression on my face, but he spots it, and his lips tug into a smirk. “Wrap your arms around me and remember you asked for it.”
Nobody can ever say Nathan Hawkins doesn’t know how to take instructions.
His hands pull me down as he drives forward, every thrust has me crying into his mouth, and digging my nails into his shoulders. My legs are shaking, and every time he goes deep, my back arches, and my legs tighten around him.
“Nathan…”
“I know, baby. I know.” His forehead falls to mine, noses brushing against each other, and our mouths crash together desperately. “Look at you taking it all like a good fucking girl.”
“I’m so close,” I cry, gripping the back of his neck tightly with one hand and rubbing frantically between my legs with the other.
“Whose pussy is this, Anastasia?” he gasps, his thrusts getting rougher and sloppier.
“Oh my God.Yours. It’s yours.”
“Come for me. Let me feel you.”
“Nathan,oh fuck—”
My entire body thrashes, tightens, stills, and melts simultaneously. I don’t know which sensation to run with, so I settle for disintegrating. His body collapses on top of mine, chest heaving, body shaking as I feel him throb and jerk inside of me, “Fuuuuuuck.”
We lie there for minutes, stunned to silence, him still hard inside me, lazily kissing. I’m not sure how anything is supposed to feel better than this, how I could ever be expected to settle for less.
When I eventually get my breath back, and the post-orgasm fogginess begins to clear, I rake my fingers through his hair. “I didn’t make you tell me what you want as a Christmas present,” I grumble, disappointed in myself for getting dicknotized and forgetting.
He snorts, his breath tickling against my neck where his head is currently resting. “I think you just gave me my Christmas present.”
Merry Christmas, I suppose.
THIRTY | NATHAN
“I’m not buyingher fucking lingerie,” I say for what feels like the millionth time.
“Hi, can I offer you any help?”
We all turn in search of the polite voice that just interrupted the world’s most pointless argument. The sales assistant looks like she’s seen a ghost, and I suppose we are all a bit intimidating when we’re staring.
Her cheeks are flushed, but she’s doing her best to maintain eye contact, a friendly smile on her lips. I don’t envy anyone who has to work in customer service at this time of year.
“Yeah, you can. Help settle this argument, please,” JJ says, nudging me out of the way. “Is buying your sometimes-fuck-buddy pajamas a terrible fucking idea?” Her eyes widen slightly but she recovers quickly. “Don’t you think she’d prefer something like this?” He holds up the lace corset we’ve been arguing over for fifteen minutes and stares at her, waiting for her to take his side.
I punch him in the bicep as hard as I can. “Don’t call her a fuck buddy. That isn’t what she is.”
