Page 97 of The Holidate Season


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“Trevor,” I gasp.

“Jesus, you’re fucking amazing. So hot. So wet. Meg, you feel so good.”

I’m still coming, my vagina clenching around his fingers while he presses his thumb to my clit, my hips arching into his hand as sweet wave after sweet wave flows through my body until my shoulders collapse back onto the floor.

“Oh my god,” I whisper.

He kisses the hollow between my breasts. “Best workout I’ve had all week.”

“Poor baby, working so hard. You should lie back and let me take care of you now.”

“Meg… Jesus.” His cock twitches against my leg, and it takes effort, but I force him onto his back.

I’m not risking that shoulder of his.

And I’m not letting this man go without an orgasm of his own.

“Meg—” he starts when I straddle him.

I arch a brow and wait while he squeezes his eyes shut and takes three labored breaths.

Oh, wow.

Is he that close to coming?

I wiggle my hips against his erection.

He hisses out a short breath, grabs my hips, and holds me still.

“Am I driving you wild?” I whisper.

“So fucking much. And I just jerked off in the shower while fantasizing about you.”

Oh my holy gingerbread, that’s hot. “Maybe I should get some ice to cool you down.”

His eyes flare wide and connect with mine. “Fuck me, you’re a dirty, dirty girl, aren’t you?”

I scoot down his body, letting my stomach and my breasts brush his penis, loving the way his breathing goes even more ragged. When I lick him from root to tip, then suck his erection into my mouth, the headygoddamn, Megthat echoes through the room sets my satisfied vagina back toI need this man deep inside memode.

But first, I suck him deeper, rubbing the underside of his cock with my tongue while he fists my hair and his hips buck beneath me.

Not hard—I can tell he’s holding back—but enough to know that I’m driving him wild.

I love driving him wild.

I love thathe wants me.

I cannot believe we’re here, together, naked, exploring each other’s bodies and indulging in ultimate pleasure, and yet nothing has ever felt soright.

And I love that he’s suddenly wrenching me off of him, flipping me onto my back, and staring with very dark, very serious eyes straight into my soul.

“I’m going to fuck you now,” he says, “and I’m going to fuck you hard and deep for as long as I can, and then I’m going to carry you to bed, sleep for twenty minutes, because I’m an old bastard, and then I’m going to eat your pussy, and then I’m going to make love to you long and slow, and that’s everything I want to do for the rest of my life.”

Was I satiated a minute ago?

Because at the moment, my clit is throbbing again and I very much need this man inside menow.

“You are so hot when you talk about being old,” I gasp.

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