Page 41 of Santa Maybe


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She leaned against him, resting her head on his shoulder. “Drew? Are you having second thoughts?”

He caught a whiff of her coconut shampoo as he stroked her hair. “Not unless you are. But I only want this if you’re fully on board.”

“I am. One hundred percent. Come on.” Taking his hand, she led him over to her bed. After flinging back the covers, she rummaged in her nightstand and brought out a couple of condoms. “These should do for now. If we need more, there’s some in the bathroom.”

“Perfect.” He lowered her onto the bed so that her head was nestled against the pillows. “Just lie back and relax, okay? You know how much I love taking care of you.”

She gazed up at him with complete trust in her eyes. “Yes, please. I give you my full consent.”

He took a few seconds to enjoy the sight of her lying beneath him in all her naked glory. He wanted to touch and kiss her everywhere, but he started with her breasts, cupping them with his hands, tweaking her nipples, then sucking on them until she writhed beneath him. He could have spent hours like this, tasting and teasing, but by now, she had to be craving release. He wanted to give that to her.

When he dipped his fingers between her thighs, she was wet and slick and ready for him. He stroked her in slow circles, building up the pressure until she was twisting the sheet in her fists and begging him to keep going. He parted her legs, tasting her sweetness with his tongue, long licks that had her crying out his name. She gripped his hair and bucked beneath him, her entire body shaking as he took her over the edge. Hearing her moan in ecstasy filled him with a swell of pride. When her cries faded to soft whimpers, he trailed kisses up her stomach until he was at eye level with her again.

“That felt so good,” she murmured. “All those months, when I dreamed about you, I had no idea how incredible it would feel in real life.”

“Months?” They’d only been together for five weeks. “What do you mean?”

“I…oops…never mind.”

“Rosie.” He used his stern Santa voice. “When did you start dreaming about me?”

“Um…last year, after we first started working out together? I developed this gigantic, embarrassing crush on you.”

“Last year?” Though she’d occupied his thoughts constantly, he could hardly believe she’d wanted him just as badly.

“I didn’t say anything because I thought it would make things awkward.” She gnawed on her lip, giving him an adorably sheepish look. “Sorry about that.”

Though he was tempted to tease her, he didn’t want her to think her attraction was one-sided. “Want to know a secret? I felt the same way. In fact, I almost asked you to switch trainers because I don’t believe in hitting on my clients.”

“You wanted me, too?” She started laughing. “I never caught on—not once.”

Just knowing they’d shared the same feelings made tonight even more significant. Like they were meant to end up together.

She gave him a goofy grin. “Are we completely clueless or what?”

“We’ll have to make up for lost time.” He reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a condom. “Okay if I use this?”

When she nodded, he tore open the foil and put it on. He nudged her legs open a little wider and slid into her, groaning at how satisfying it felt.

She buried her face in his neck. “Yes, Drew. I’ve waited so long for this.”

He moved slowly at first, not wanting to rush her. The sensation was incredible. Her bare skin pressed against his, the alluring scent of her sex, the way their bodies lined up so perfectly, as if they were made for each other. Even better were the little noises she made. Gasps and moans and cries of, “Yes, right there.” He loved that she wasn’t afraid to express herself.

When she dug in her nails, he gripped her butt harder and increased his pace. But as much as he wanted to drive in deeper, he didn’t want to hurt her. “Does that feel okay?”

“Yes, but I want it even harder.” She laughed. “Not like caveman-wild, since this is a cheap bed from IKEA, but don’t be afraid to let go.”

“Fuck, yes.” His breath came in gasps as he thrust into her with more force, and she wrapped her legs around him.

“I’m coming,” she cried out. “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”

“I’ve got you.” He kept going until she gave a loud wail, and her entire body clenched tight around his. Then the pleasure crested over him in waves, so intense that he was still shuddering when he collapsed on top of her. He couldn’t remember the last time sex had felt this unbelievably satisfying. Not just physically but emotionally as well.

“Oh, Drew.” She let out a blissful sigh. “That was amazing. All the week’s tension, now magically gone. You’re a miracle worker.”

He kissed her forehead. “Glad to be of service.”

Before getting too comfortable, he eased off her, removed the condom, and wrapped it in a tissue. He tossed it into the wastebasket and then settled back in bed beside her.