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“Good girl,” he praised, those two words never failing to produce that adorable blush on her face.
She was still gripping his cock and balls.
“Guide me into your mouth,” he instructed.
Gia took the head of his dick in her mouth, closing her lips around it. His cock was thick and long, so there was no way she could take all of him inside. It didn’t matter. She put her hands to good use, rubbing her fist up and down his shaft at the same time she slid him in and out of her mouth.
She took as much as she could, gagging slightly when the head brushed the back of her throat.
“Shh,” he soothed. “Take only what you can.”
Xander had never felt this overwhelming need to take care of a woman before Gia, but his primary instinct when it came to her was protection. She was his, and there was nothing he wouldn’t do to keep her safe, happy, satisfied. It was as if her happiness was directly tied to his libido. Coddling and holding her made him harder than he’d ever been in his life.
Using his grip on her face, he began thrusting into her mouth, taking over so that Gia had no choice but to hold still with her mouth open.
This suddenly less blowjob, more mouth fucking.
Gia’s cheeks hollowed out around him, her tongue gliding along the underside. She held fast to his shaft, Xander sliding through her fingers.
He typically had better staying power, but Gia—even as unschooled as she was—always managed to shake his control. Her beautiful brown eyes lifted, found his.
And what he saw there took his breath away.
She was as turned on as he was. From giving him a blowjob.
“Touch yourself,” he commanded. “Stroke that pretty little clit. We’re going to come together.”
Her fingers were halfway down her stomach before he finished issuing his command. He hadn’t misread her desire, but damn if he wasn’t shocked by how genuinely close she’d been.
Within a dozen strokes more, Xander’s balls tightened. “I’m there.”
Gia sucked him harder, her fingers flying over her clit. She cried out a split second before the first burst of come spurted from his dick. Her cries reverberating along his sensitive skin, making him come even harder.
“Fuck,” he grunted. “Baby! Princess.”
She trembled, shaken by her own orgasm, but damn if she didn’t swallow every drop. Gia held him in her mouth as he softened, neither of them willing to break this spell between them.
Xander was the first to move, shifting away, his cock leaving her lips with a soft pop. He didn’t bother to refasten his jeans. Instead, he bent down and lifted Gia from the floor, holding her the way one would a baby.
Gia’s hands looped around his neck, her lips pressing there in a million soft kisses. “Mmm, Daddy,” she whispered.
Shit. He’d never get enough of this. Never.
He carried her to the bedroom, loving the way she was nestled in his arms. They stood by the bed for a few moments, soaking up the closeness.
Then Xander, unable to resist, playfully dropped Gia down on the bed, and she laughed as she bounced a couple of times on the mattress.
“Wait right there,” he instructed when she immediately sat up, intent on stripping him out of his clothes.
Curiosity stopped her from complaining as he walked back to the living room, digging deep beneath the tree to where he’d hidden a gift for her a couple of days earlier. They’d discussed their holiday plans, their relationship too new for there to be any expectations regarding spending it together, though Xander wished there were.
As such, he would be spending Christmas Eve and Day with his family, Gia with hers. They’d agreed to do their own little celebration—in bed—beginning Christmas night and right through Boxing Day. But he’d promised her a present at Cruisers if she was a good girl. And goddamn if she hadn’t just been as good as a woman gets.
Picking up the wrapped gift, he carried it back to her bedroom, pleased by the way her eyes lit up when he returned.
“A present? For me? I thought we agreed our gift exchange was limited to unwrapping each other Christmas night.”
He chuckled. “That deal is still on the table, but this is something small. I thought of you when I saw it and figured you might want it for the holidays, given it’s part of your schtick, I believe Gus said.”
