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She sat on the bed, and Ben knelt in front of her. “Sophie, I don’t want to wait anymore to be together. And I promise, no more secrets about anything. Not the FBI investigation. Not Santa-related things. Not my intentions.”
She lifted an eyebrow. “What kind of intentions?”
He stood and dropped his pants. Apparently, Santa went commando.
8
Ben held his erection and moved closer to Sophie. Her long blond hair hung in curls around her shoulders, and her tight black turtleneck showed off every curve. They’d been spending so much time in winter coats, he’d almost forgotten how spectacular a body she had.
Her gaze dropped to his erection. When she bit her lower lip, his cock jumped in his hand. “Sweetheart, are you ready? Do you want this?”
She lifted her chin, and he smiled. Her green eyes darkened with desire, and her breaths sounded shallow. Without warning, she pulled her sweater over her head and threw it onto the floor. Her black lace bra followed quickly, and slowly, without getting up, she pulled off her black leggings. Then she lay back against the pillows wearing only a pair of black lace panties.
When she met his gaze, the breath rushed out of his chest. “You are so beautiful.”
She smiled and held out her hand. “Come to bed, Ben.”
He lay down next to her and traced the soft curve of her breast. “It’s been so long, Sophie. I don’t know where to begin.”
“I do.” She pulled his hand away and took his cock in her fist. When she began an up-and-down motion, he closed his eyes and threw back his head. His balls tightened and sweat dripped down his back. When he groaned, she shifted until she was on her knees before him.
The incredible sensation only got more intense when she took him into her mouth and her tongue swirled around the crown. Slowly, she licked his shaft until she took in his entire length. He gripped her hair and moved her head up and down until she matched his rhythm. She licked and sucked and squeezed until the pressure became too much. His lower abdomen cramped, fire burned through his veins, and he knew he had to slow this down.
Gently, he disengaged her mouth, picked her up, and moved her onto her back. He couldn’t get over the sheer beauty of her full breasts and her blond hair spread on his pillow. She smiled at him and cupped her breasts until the nipples pushed up, as if begging for his attention.
He drew down he black panties and tossed them aside. Then he spread her legs with his thighs and placed his hands on either side of her head. He kissed her hard. As his tongue tangled with hers, all of the memories from the last time he’d been with her like this flooded his mind. Being inside her, holding her, and then having to leave her.
Something that would never, ever happen again.
She grabbed his ass, as if demanding more action. So he moved his erection to her entrance, and he had every intention of doing this slowly. But when his tip found her softest spot, a wild heat took control of his body and he drove into her with an intensity that left him breathless. His mouth fastened on hers as he pounded into her with a ruthlessness he could neither control nor condemn.
But she didn’t seem to mind as she gripped his shoulders, arched her back, and cried out, “Ben.”
He wanted to slow down and savor this moment. He was much larger than she was, and he knew he should give her time to adjust to his size. But when she wrapped her legs around his waist and her fingernails cut into his arm muscles, he drove into her with so much force, her head hit the headboard. He wanted to be sorry, but he wasn’t. He’d waited far too long for this, for her, and he wasn’t about to let her go.
Sophie held onto Ben’s arms and gave herself over to the power of his body. It was as if a fire was flowing through her veins, and she knew she’d never have enough of his. She shifted lower on the bed so he could go deeper, if that was even possible.
She loved how his thighs forced her legs apart to fit his muscular body. And as he drove into her, over and over again, she embraced the sensation of being filled up. Filled up by his erection. By his kindness. By his love.
“Oh, Sophie.” Ben reared his head as he thrust into her three more times. But it was on the fourth when her world fell apart and all the stars fell from Heaven.
He collapsed on top of her, and she wrapped her around his sweaty shoulders. She loved how his beard left a soft burn on her neck, breasts, and–hopefully soon–her inner thighs. Her body ached, and she felt weightless as he rolled onto his back, taking her with him. A few moments later, her head was on his chest and he was kissing her hair while she rubbed the light hairs on his lower stomach. He smelled of sweat and pine and straight-up masculinity. He smelled like Christmas.
“We can’t fall asleep,” he said in a dreamy voice. “We have to see Caleb’s star.”
She stroked his chest and watched the snow blow outside the window. “Lotto said the star was broken.”
“I fixed it.” He yawned and held her closer. “And please don’t say Lotto’s name while you’re in bed with me.”
She chuckled and kissed his chest. “How did you fix it while in a snowstorm with a suicidal Black Jack and a wounded man?”
“Christmas magic.” His arm tightened around her shoulder, and he shifted to look at the Christmas tree in the corner. “That reminds me. I have a present for you.”
She snuggled closer. “I can open it tomorrow.”
“I’d rather you open it now. I’ll be right back.”
He padded in bare feet to the tree, and she enjoyed the view coming and going. When he returned, he handed her a small black box wrapped in a red ribbon he’d taken from the tree’s branches. “I bought this a long time ago. For you.”
