Page 30 of His Perfect Gift


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“Relax your throat.”

I pulled out and pushed in, watching as she took every fucking inch, gagging on my cock. Her eyes were watering as I stared down between us. “Such a good girl. You take my cock so well.”

Finding my rhythm, I started pumping into her mouth. She moaned with each thrust, peering up at me under spiky lashes.

Soon, my balls drew up, and I could feel my impending release. I tapped her cheek in warning and thrust so deep, I could feel her throat squeezing the head of my cock. I groaned and pulsed, shooting my load over and over, emptying until I had nothing left.

I should’ve been more gentle and held back, but with her, I couldn’t seem to restrain myself.

She swallowed without even blinking, gazing up at me like I was her goddamn hero. My chest constricted with emotion, and I bent down and lifted her into my arms. She wrapped around me like a koala, as if she were made for me. And she was. She fit me perfectly.

I brought my lips down on hers, still riding a high and feeling content, more sated and fulfilled than I had in years. It wasn’t difficult to figure out that I’d had a void in my personal life for a long time, and I was a fool to try to tell myself otherwise. Our kiss deepened as our breaths mixed together as if we were one.

Finally, I pulled back and smoothed a strand of hair off her cheek. “Are you okay?”

She quirked her lips. “Never better.”

“Good. Let me take care of you.” Holding her in my arms, I dropped down on the shower bench, keeping her in my lap. I grabbed a bottle of shampoo and proceeded to wash her hair.

So hot. Heat was blazing over my skin, and my body felt weighted down. Did I add extra blankets to my bed? Sometimes, I liked to keep the AC on and sleep with extra blankets. Maybe I did. That’s why it must feel like I was sleeping on a furnace.

I cracked an eye open, and sunlight lit up the room. Blinking, I glanced around and noticed this room was spacious, ten times more spacious than my bedroom. And far more lavish.

I peered down at the large, tanned arm peppered with tattoos that was snaked around my stomach. Oh, now I remembered. Aaron. I’d spent the night with Aaron.

I’d slept with him. Lost my virginity to him. Then proceeded to have several more orgasms courtesy of him. He was insatiable.

But he was also caring and protective. Despite knowing he had a personal chef who prepared his meals, he did prove me wrong and cooked me dinner last night. A late dinner. It was almost midnight when my stomach was ravenous, and he whipped up some pasta puttanesca. I smiled at the memory of how he plated our dishes and carried them to his room so we could have dinner in bed.

We watched Christmas movies and snuggled, which turned into him stripping me of his T-shirt and driving several more orgasms out of me. I couldn’t tell you what time we fell asleep because it didn’t seem to matter. But the darkness outside seemed to lighten by the time I fell asleep in his arms.

He shifted against me. His hard body pressed into my back, and his thick erection was poking my butt.

I felt lips skimming over my neck. “You’re still here,” he teased softly.

I sighed as I relaxed against him. “It’s not like I could leave. You abducted me in a grocery store parking lot, remember?”

“I did, didn’t I?” His hand slid under my breast, squeezing gently. “I won’t apologize for my actions.”

“No apology needed.” I rolled onto my back and gazed up at him. “I’m glad you did.” My heart did a funny somersault when I took him in. His eyes were still heavy from sleep, and his dark hair, peppered with gray, was tousled carelessly over his forehead. He was so sexy, and I knew I was falling hard for him.

“It’s Christmas.” I smiled.

“Is it?” he deadpanned.

I nodded as I pushed him back and slid down his body until I was between his legs, pulling the sheets aside. He was nude, and his cock stood thick, tall, and proud. My mouth watered to taste him again.

“What are you doing, Princess?”

“Giving you a Christmas present.” My hand slid over the base of his cock.

He groaned, dropping a muscled arm behind his head as if settling in to enjoy a show. His mouth curved into a lazy smile. “I already have my Christmas present.”

“You do?” I stroked him slowly.

“Yeah. You.”

Warmth curled through my body, and I knew what I felt for him was more than just an attraction. It felt like love. But I tamped down my feelings and licked a path down the underside of his erection.

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