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“Whydoyou hate Christmas, you big Scrooge?” Her fingers play in my hair.
“Not now.” Pulling out again, I draw in a long breath—then sigh as I push back inside, even deeper. “Have mercy, Noelle. Not now. Fuck, you feel too good to be true. So slick and tight. You’ve been wanting this, haven’t you? Wanting my cock.”
Where have all these words come from? Usually I can barely stand to make conversation, and now I can’t stop talking.
“Uh-huh.” My assistant hiccups in agreement, clinging on for dear life as I thrust harder now, plunging all the way deep. The wet noises that drift from where our bodies meet are obscene. The air around us is hot and muggy, and it smells like bare skin and sweat and sex. The mattress creaks as I move above her.
“You wanted this. Say it.”
“I wanted this.” Noelle’s head tosses on the pillow as her heels dig into my ass. I’m pounding her now, going at her hard enough to make the bed frame creak, but she takes it all with an insatiable hunger, writhing in my arms. “I wanted this so much, Reid.”
My hand cramps where I’m still rubbing her clit, but by god, I keep going. The only thing that would stop me now is if my damn hand fell off. “Tell me.”
“I th-thought about kissing you. Screwing you. Crawling under your desk at work and s-sucking you off—oh!”
Noelle’s teeth clack together as I lean back and pound her harder, gripping her hips now to hold her in place. I’ll get back to rubbing her again, to bringing her off, but first I need touseher, need to rut, need to make her feel every inch. Need to punish her for making me wait so long.
I’m running on instinct, here, and this woman has been driving me insane, and I’ve got three years’ worth of frustration to work out.
I’ve never felt this awake. This alive.
Because Noelle ismine, her body spread out at my mercy, her tits jiggling with every thrust. That blush climbing her neck and staining her cheeks—it’s mine. Those kiss-bitten lips—they’re mine, too.
The tangled hair, that mole on her hip, the wet noises between her thighs. Mine, mine, mine. All mine.
No one else will be her first. That thought snakes through me, dark and delicious, because no matter what happens after this, mine will still be the first cock that was inside her. She gave me that gift, and she can’t take it back.
Tension coils in my belly. Sucking a thumb into my mouth, slicking it up again, I find her clit again and rub jagged circles.
“Shit, Noelle. That’s it, sweetheart, I can feel you pulsing. You’re so greedy for this, aren’t you? Well, take it. Come for me.”
Her eyelids flutter, her complexion almost milky in the dark. Noelle’s breath hitches, her lips part, and her body clamps down on mine, her channel fluttering around my cock. Pulsing and squeezing. She comes in wave after shuddering wave.
And as she does, Noelle’s perfect body sucks the soul clean out of my body. Couldn’t stop this if I tried, couldn’t fight this tide, so I come and come, spurting inside her, filling her up. A high-pitched whining sound fills my ears. I’m still rocking and thrusting, still heaving for breath.
Is this real?
She moans and hugs me tighter. We’re both damp with sweat, and I collapse onto my elbows.
…Holy shit.
Wish this could last forever. Wish I could drag it out even more, but I’m only human, only flesh and blood, and when I finally roll to Noelle’s side, I’m sticky and aching and ruined.
I’ll clean her up in a second—then I’ll shoulder my way between her legs.
But first, I bury my face in her throat and just breathe.
Eleven
Noelle
I’ve never done the wholemorning afterthing before, and I’m not sure what to expect. Breakfast in bed? A sleepy, spooning repeat of last night? Awkward silence? Regret?
When I wake up to the faint glow of dawn seeping around the curtains, tired and sore but so happy I could levitate, I roll over to find—
An empty bed.
The covers are tossed back on Reid’s side, the sheet wrinkled where he slept. There’s still a dip in the pillow from where he lay his head, but when I smooth out one palm, the bed is cold.
