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Chuckling, he licked his lips. “I’ll be the judge of that.” He tugged my hair gently, coaxing me to lean back and expose my breasts to him. He licked his lips and pulled me to him, sucking a nipple into his mouth.
“Yep. I’m really way past ready now.” Two could play at that game. He bit down on my breast, and I closed my eyes, moaning with delight.
“I think you might be about there,” he teased, sucking harder.
I hooked my arms around his neck, torturing him by trapping his arousal between our bodies and sliding his length along my wet center.
Before I could come back with a retort, Ethan pressed his lips to mine, pushing his tongue deep inside my mouth. His cock pulsed between us, and I moaned into his mouth in response. I moved my hips against him to give him a taste of what it would feel like with me riding him. Ethan groaned with need and bit my lower lip. His strong grip on my ass held me firmly in place while he thrust against me.
“Stop teasing me,” he growled.
I bit his lip back, sucking it between my teeth. “You started it first.”
He bit me back. “You win, sunshine.” I lifted my hips and allowed the tip of his cock to graze my opening. By his grip on me, I knew I was in for the ride of my life.
Slamming me down over his cock in one thrust, he stopped and held me there, maintaining eye contact. I loved being stretched to the point of pain and seeing the passion in his eyes. His fingers dug into my hips and he squeezed, holding me still, as he began pounding into me with short, fast thrusts, his breaths coming out quick and shallow. His mouth came down on my breasts, which were teasing him by bouncing in his face.
His body was so hot around me, burning my skin, but it was nothing compared to the heat between my legs. I was so close to losing control...
“Oh fuck. I’m gonna come, baby,” he groaned, his teeth teasing my nipple. His arms wrapped around my body, and he pulled me against him as he pushed his hips into mine. My insides tightened, and I screamed out my release as his body spasmed and jerked. After I milked him to completion, his body trembled beneath me, and he rested his forehead on mine.
“Merry Christmas, Peyton.”
A giggle escaped my lips. “Merry Christmas to you too.”
CHAPTER10
ETHAN
After dinner, the women decided to stay in the main house and watch Christmas movies while Braden, his dad, and I retreated to the five-car garage. Paxton was a former light heavyweight champion with many talents. He used to race cars and fix them up on the side. I’d always been fascinated by all the things he could do.
Walking around his garage, I couldn’t help but admire the photos on the wall of all the vehicles he’d refurbished. Braden came up next to me and pointed at a picture of a candy-apple red Opel GT.
“I’d give my left nut to have that car.”
I laughed. “I bet you would. But this is the one I’d give mine for,” I said, tapping the photo of a 1969 blue convertible Chevy Camaro.
“I can find you one if you want,” Paxton called out.
“I think I might take you up on that. I’ll pay anything.”
Braden clapped a hand on my shoulder and laughed. “He can definitely afford it with all the money he’s been making at the Labyrinth,” he shouted to his dad.
It was well-known that I openly fought at the Labyrinth, but no one other than Ripp knew Seth Michelson had an interest in doing business there. It was hard not to get seduced by the money. Before things escalated with Peyton, there was nothing else I was interested in. Now that I have her, the money wasn’t important.
“When are you headed back to Vegas?” Paxton asked, handing me a beer from the refrigerator. He passed one to Braden, and we all sat down at a table in the corner beside a yellow 1964 Ford Falcon that Paxton was getting ready to restore.
I opened my beer and took a swig. “Not anytime soon,” I replied. “But I think Ripp is. He likes being out there.”
Paxton chuckled. “Yeah, I remember what it was like. I enjoyed it too.” He gulped down his beer and smiled at Braden and me. “You know, I might have to get back in the ring again. I’d love to face off with Tyler Rushing.”
Braden almost fell out of his seat. “Seriously?”
“That would be fucking epic,” I added. Watching Paxton go head-to-head with Tyler Rushing would be a grand event. It would draw in so many people.
Braden turned to his dad. “Yeah, it would.”
They looked so much alike it was uncanny, but everyone always said the same for my dad and me. The only difference between them was the hair and the tattoos. Paxton had a little gray mixed in with the dark and more tattoos than Braden.
