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Exhausted, we fall asleep, my naked body entwined with hers. My heart is home where I’ve always belonged.
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Sounds from the street penetrate my sleep, but it’s the soft curves of Dana’s back squeezed tight against my body that bring me fully awake, and I slide my palm over the swell of her hip. I’m reminded of another afternoon in a London hotel room. But this is so much better. No yoga pants in the way, just warm, soft flesh.
Dana’s breathing quickens, telling me she’s awake, and my hand moves around to cup her pussy. She trembles beneath my touch, her lips releasing a low moan.
I nuzzle into the crook of her neck. “You’re not too sore, sweetheart?”
“Never.” Her voice is a husky, needy murmur. I slip a finger between her thighs, finding her slick and ready for me. This time, my groans fill the silence.
I flip her onto her back. “This is what I was dreaming about doing to you in London.”
She reaches her palm up to cup my jaw. “This is what I’d hoped you would do to me in London.”
“So much wasted time,” I mutter before capturing her lips with mine, swallowing her moan as my finger slides between her damp folds.
“Jase, I need your cock stretching me. I need you to make me scream your name again.” Her words remind me of how fucking good she looked with my cum dripping from her pussy.
Fuck, she’s already worked out that her dirty talk completely undoes me, and she’s not afraid to take advantage of the situation. I spread her legs wide before fitting my hips between them and positioning my rock-hard cock at her entrance.
“I think you and your dirty mouth need to be taught a lesson.”
“And no doubt you’re the man to teach me?”
“Yep, this body belongs to me now.”
Her giggle turns to a gasp when I plunge into her, my dick pushing her deeper into the mattress. Her body welcomes the intrusion, her nails digging into my back, marking me as hers.
Definitely all mine.
Chapter thirteen
Dana
December
A Carlson Christmas Day
Opening the door to Jason on Christmas morning has me feeling like I got everything I wanted this year. The sexy smile plastered across his handsome face lights me up as bright as the little Christmas tree in my living area. And he hasn’t even touched me yet.
I fix that immediately, throwing my arms around him and pulling his mouth down to mine. Our sizzling kisses turn up the heat throughout my whole body so I don’t even notice the colder air in the hallway. I pull him over the threshold and kick the door closed with my foot. No need to give the neighbors a free show.
Our lips remain fused together until Jase decides to trail a series of tiny pecks along my jawline on the way to other more sensitive erogenous zones.
Where Jason is concerned, there are plenty of spots he can choose to kiss, and all of them have the ability to unravel me. He buries his face in my neck—something he likes to do a lot. I’m not complaining, because I kind of love the way he nips and sucks at that area, making my shoulders hunch up. A bit like I’m doing now.
“I missed you yesterday,” I whisper a little breathlessly. He lifts his head, grinning from ear to ear.
“And I missed waking up next to you this morning,” he replies, making my pulse race. Last night was the first since Sunday that we slept apart. Jason had a morning meeting in DC yesterday, and while he was due to fly back early afternoon, his flight was delayed thanks to the usual holiday chaos at the airport. Finally, he texted at eleven to say he’d landed and would be going straight back to his place. It’s surprising how quickly I’ve become used to having him beside me at night.
He starts to stroke his hands up and down my back, sliding the black silky fabric of my short robe against my skin. “Umm, D, you seem to be naked under your robe.”
I tilt my head further to the side, giving him better access to my neck. “What’s the point in getting dressed when you’d probably rip my clothes off again like you’ve done every other time you’ve shown up at my door this week.”
Chocolate-brown eyes shine down at me like that’s exactly what he was planning. “I don’t remember you complaining.”
“Certainly no complaints here. If anything”—I loosen the tie on my robe and let the fabric gape open—“I’m making the process more efficient. You know me, all about improving processes and procedures.”
