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“I think you’ll be pleased with my ability to wing it,” he said. With that, he put her legs on his broad shoulders. He kissed her there first, gently and slowly, before using his hands to open her up so he could give her the Christmas gift she truly deserved.
Fuck, she tasted good. It had been a while but clearly he still had the skills. Soon she was writhing beneath him, her moans so loud and delicious. He reached up with both hands and tugged on her nipples while he licked and sucked her pierced clit, trying to pay attention to what she liked. He was definitely in the right spot when her silky, thick thighs clamped over his ears and her hands dug into his hair, tugging to hold him in place.
“Gabriel,” she breathed out. “Oh god!” Her abdomen tightened and then so did the rest of her, and she jerked, arching into his mouth. He stayed there, letting her ride the orgasm out on his tongue. Finally, she dropped her hips back to the bed, groaning.
He sat up and ran his hands along her waist as he trailed his sticky tongue up to her nipples and gave them some more love before making his way to her mouth. He paused and she grabbed his head and pulled him down for a kiss, sucking the taste of herself from him.
“Fuck me now,” she said. “Pretty please.”
He pressed his forehead to hers. His body was aching and needy. “I can’t. I don’t have any condoms.”
She gave him a knowing smile. “Front pocket of my bag.”
He scrambled over to the other side of the bed and reached into the pocket, pulling out a pack of condoms with a tag on it from one of the airport shops. He raised an eyebrow. “Did you have plans to seduce me, Miss Evans?”
“Yes. And clearly it worked.”
“It sure as hell did.” He tore open the box and pulled out a packet. With quick fingers, he tore it open and rolled the condom on.
She watched with heated eyes and scrambled onto her knees, lifting her ass into the air, showing him how she wanted it. His mouth watered and the condom was forgotten as he buried his face in her from behind and ate her pussy all over again.
"Oh my god," she cried out, arching toward his mouth. He gripped her ass so hard he'd probably leave bruises, but god, he wanted to leave a bruise or two. Just a mark to show he'd made an impression. Based on her nearly screaming into the pillow, he had. But some proof would be nice too.
She shoved her hands against the wall and pushed back, demanding more. He sucked her clit until his own head was spinning and he was tighter than a drum. She came with a sharp cry and fell onto the bed. Without waiting any longer, he slid into her. She was wet and accommodating, stretching to let him in. She just felt so good. So right.
He gently tugged on her locs. “Can I pull your hair?”
"You'd better," she said, her voice husky and strained.
He wrapped her locs around his fist and yanked hard and she arched up and released a stream of delicious obscenities as he gave a thrust. Her guttural wail sent chills of desire up his back, raising the hairs on his neck and sending pleasure pings everywhere. "That's so good, baby," he whispered in her ear as he pumped inside of her. "Make more noise for me."
Soon she surpassed the cries she'd made earlier. He'd have felt bad for the people in the next room if there'd been any, but there weren't. He pounded into her in ways he'd never done before with anyone. He was a big guy and he always tried to be careful, but she didn't want careful and it was beyond exciting.
Even moreso because she wasn't careful with him either. Eventually she was on top, bouncing up and down, biting his shoulder, digging her long, dark nails into his chest, nearly drawing blood as she rode him hard.
When he came, it burst like the first rays of sunlight on cold snow. Sharp and exhilarating and beautiful. A moment later, she cried out and collapsed on top of him, shuddering. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her all the way through her orgasm, wanting to taste every bit of her pleasure.
She made a purring sort of sound as she tried to roll off him but he held her tight, keeping her chest pressed to his. “Don’t go yet,” he said. “I like you here.”
“Aren’t you squished?”
“Not at all.” He kissed her neck and shoulder and she relaxed on top of him. They stayed like that for a little while. Bodies still connected, fingertips skating over muscles and curves, tender kisses pressed to damp skin.
Finally she sat up and he let go, enjoying the way her body jiggled and swayed as she stretched. He quickly removed the condom and threw it away. Then he turned back and ran a hand over her stomach, splaying it against her dark skin, loving the contrast between them. He reached up and cupped her soft breasts with both hands, the weight resting on his palms.
A soft moan escaped her and he grinned as he sat up and ran his tongue in the valley between them before pulling one nipple into his eager mouth. Her hands dug into his hair and she gasped. “You can’t possibly be ready to come again.”
“I don’t really need to come again.” He pulled back and wriggled his eyebrows at her. “But you do.” With that he flipped her onto her back and she laughed as he began exploring all of her softness.
“Tell me a terrible joke,” she said, as he kissed his way across her softly padded rib cage.
He thought for a moment. “Okay. Why was the candy cane so expensive?”
She shook her head. “No idea.”
“It was in…” He paused for dramatic effect. “Mint condition.”
First she groaned and then she cackled. Finally she took a deep breath, still snickering. “Alright. That did it for me. I’m definitely ready to go again.”
