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“Do you want this to last?” he bit out.
Again, she laughed. “Of course I do.”
He surged up, then flipped her on her back. “Then we’re going to have to do things my way.”
From between pursed, pouting lips, she asked, “You don’t like my way?”
Groaning, he pressed between her thighs. “I love your way. Too much.” He rubbed against her until she lay panting and squirming beneath him.
“I like your way too,” she assured him.
Forcing himself to pull away, he rocked back on his knees to slip her panties down her toned thighs. He’d never undressed her slowly before. They’d always been in a rush, trying to cram all their pleasure into one time. Now, if he was lucky, they had all night. And every night after.
Once he removed the simple panties, he tossed them aside and placed a chaste kiss between her quivering thighs. Her quick intake of breath went straight to his straining dick. This close to her sweet scent, he couldn’t resist another taste. He slipped his tongue between her lips. Her gasp quickly melted into a moan. He parted her with his thumbs, licking her from top to bottom. As she pulled his hair, keeping him steady against her, her nails dug into his scalp. He flattened his tongue against the sensitive bundle of nerves above her entrance, pushed a finger inside her, and felt her come undone. She slapped her hand over her mouth, muffling the murmurs of pleasure she couldn’t hold back, as her hips jerked against his mouth. He groaned into her center as her answering spasms gripped his finger.
Finally, when she lay panting on the bed, he kissed his way up her body, slipping her gown past her breasts, then over her head. “You think you can handle more?”
She peeked at him through one lifted lid. “Yes please.”
He shifted to remove his boxers, then slipped back between her thighs. Bending, he licked over her nipple. Kissing and licking the tip, he refused to suck it. Cassie squirmed, lifting her chest and trying to force the peak into his mouth.
“Greedy,” he teased, flicking the bud again.
“You have no idea.” Her nails scraped over his ass, sending shots of pleasure straight to his dick.
As she nudged him forward, she lifted her hips. When they met flesh to wet flesh, his eyes rolled back in his head. Nothing in his life had ever felt as pleasurable as sliding against the woman he loved skin to skin. Cassie’s own eyes were closed as she rocked beneath him. Already she appeared to be climbing toward another release.
“Look at me,” he whispered into her ear. “Watch me enter you, Baby.”
When she lifted her lids to meet his gaze, her blue eyes were dark with emotion. Lust. Trust. Love.
Pressing a kiss to her mouth, his hips surged forward, sinking him to the hilt inside her. She wrapped her legs around his waist, holding him within her.
Luckily, there was no other place he’d rather be.
“I love you, Cassie.”
Not giving her a chance to respond, he pulled out and sank back into her. Over and over. Each retreat and advancement faster, harder. The bed shook as Cassie lifted her hips, meeting his thrusts.
His balls tightened with each squeeze of her inner walls around him and his release threatened. Nipping Cassie’s ear, he demanded, “Come for me, Baby.”
With those words, she tightened around him, urging his own release. He held himself still inside her, soaking in each pulse of her body around his as he spilled his pleasure within her. He couldn’t imagine a better way to spend his Christmas Eve than making love to Cassie Starnes.
Chapter Eighteen
Ellie’s high-pitched squeal penetrated Ryan’s skull, pulling him out of sleep. He jumped up, expecting fire or an alien invasion. Instead, he found Ellie by the bed, jumping up and down. A giant grin split her elfin face.
Rubbing his eyes, he asked, “What is wrong with you?”
She clapped her little hands together in pure delight. “Santa brought me what I asked for.”
“You’ve already been downstairs?” Cassie shot up beside him, blinking her sleep blurry eyes. “You were supposed to wake me up first.”
Ryan pulled his attention away from his daughter to focus on the woman next to him,hiswoman. Smiling, he kissed her cheek. Ellie squealed again. He squeezed his eyes shut, trying to block out the piercing noise. Thank God, he’d only had one drink last night, that squeal would be hell on a hangover.
“What is wrong with you?” he asked again.
Ellie pointed at the bed, then scrambled up to settle between them. “I asked Santa for you to get married and live with us.”
