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"Seeing you have fun, having funwithyou, is as much a turn-on as having my fingers buried deep in this pretty pussy,” he said honestly.
She sucked in a little breath again, and Theo loved that they could have this playful flirtation while also being dirty as hell.
He didn’t think he'd ever had this before. With other women, he’d been wrapped up in romancing them, thinking too hard about how they were feeling and if he was giving them what they needed. Or working on keeping them at arm's length.
With Savannah, he felt like he didn’t have to do any of that. One, he felt like he knew what she was thinking. It seemed they’d gotten to the place where they could be open and honest. Two, he was not trying to impress her. He was just having fun with her. Enjoying the moment. And three, he was definitely not keeping her at arm's length. Even though he told himself heshould, she'd wiggled her way past that a long time ago.
He was enjoying her.
He just needed to chill. She would be around. She loved Autre. She loved a lot of people in Autre. He knew she felt comfortable there. Even if she was off traveling, she would still come back to visit. And whenever she did, he'd be there. And they could have some fucking fun.
He moved his fingers in and out again, brushing his thumb over her clit. "So am I gonna make you come here? Or am I gonna edge you until you want to go upstairs?"
"Well, I already want to go upstairs."
He circled his thumb over her clit. She was so wet. And he very much wanted to get his mouth on her nipples too. But he loved making her hold it together while driving her crazy. He curled his fingers, rubbing over her G-spot. "But it's not very polite for us to just suddenly stand up and leave. We have to have a good reason."
She pulled the blanket up to her chin and leaned into his chest, acting like she was cuddling closer.
“Savann—” Then he felt what she was doing. She had her hand up under her shirt.
She was playing with her own nipples.
“Naughty girl,” he growled in her ear. But he did like what the nipple stimulation did to the sweet pussy wrapped around his fingers.
“Keep going,” she begged him. She was still holding her cocoa in one hand.
So was he, for that matter. And he had the sudden urge to laugh. He felt like a teenager, feeling his girlfriend up at a party, but fuck it was fun. And damn, he was hard as stone, and he wanted to feel her come around his fingers.
“Do you have a bra on?” he asked, moving underneath her so her ass pressed more fully against his aching cock.
“No.”
He felt her pussy tighten around his fingers and imagined she was tweaking her nipples harder.
Her head was against his shoulder, the delicious scent of her hair in his nose. “Squeeze that pretty nipple hard for me,” he ordered her, as he slid a third finger into her tight pussy, stretching her.
“Oh, God,” she breathed.
He felt the response. Her pussy grabbed him, and he pumped deep, making her take the full girth of his fingers, curling them against that magic spot.
“Thisis the only treat I need for every holiday,” he whispered. “The taste of this perfect cunt on my tongue before I plunge my cock so deep you have no idea how to say anything butyesandTheo.”
She pressed her head back against his shoulder, her thighs tightened around his hand, and her pussy soaked his hand as she came.
Theo hoped no one was actually watching them at that moment, because if the little arch of her back and her eyes sliding shut didn’t clue them in to what had just happened, his big triumphant grin would have.
“That’s my girl,” he praised, keeping his fingers deep as she came down. “You’re so damned perfect.”
He couldn’t think of another woman he’d been with who would have let him get her off under a Christmas blanket surrounded by strangers.
God, this woman was fun. And sexy as hell. And sweet. And funny. And smart. And…everything he wanted. Absolutely everything.
"If you forget the cookies, you’re in huge trouble," were her first words to him after she took a big deep breath.
Theo frowned. "What do you—"
"Seriously," she said, her voice louder. "I don't think I can."
