I wiggled beneath him, and he lifted his body from mine. He looked down at me with an expression I’d never seen before. It was a mix of adoration, trepidation, and uncertainty. I would’ve given anything to know what was going through his mind at that moment. Was he wondering what would happen now or if this was a mistake? I hadn’t thought about how this would change things. Orwouldn’t. Did we pretend it didn’t happen? Keep doing it and see where it led? When I decided to seduce my brother-in-law’s best friend, I hadn’t thought about anything past tonight, past this moment. And maybe I should have.
But for now, I was going to enjoy being snowed in with the sexiest Santa alive. And I was ready to take another ride on his sleigh.
10
DONOVAN
Icollapsed next to Emily and pulled her into my side. She drew lazy circles over my chest and abdomen as I caught my breath after what was, hands-down, the best sex of my life. I was damn near ready to go again when she pulled away and rolled over, slipping out of bed and crossing the small space to the bathroom. She peered at me over her shoulder, her expression one of invitation.
“Give me a minute?” she asked and I mumbled my agreement, my mouth unable to form coherent words as I drank in the sight of her naked body. Firelight illuminated the gentle flare of her hips and the soft curve of her breast as she turned ever so slightly toward me. Somehow that little peek of side boob was just as enticing as the perfect rosy hue of her nipples. Her long hair tumbled down her back in soft waves, and two little dimples appeared just above her tight ass on each side of her spine. I let my gaze peruse her form until it disappeared behind the closed door. Moments later, I heard the shower turn on and the door cracked open.
I jumped from the bed, palming my already hardening cock. Visions of Emily naked with water sluicing down her bodyflooded my mind, but when I pushed the door open, what I saw was so much better than what I’d imagined.
Emily’s hair was piled atop her head, exposing her dainty neck and the sculpted muscles of her back, evidence of the Pilates class she mentioned earlier as we chatted on the sofa. I was ready to explore every inch of her toned body, but first, I needed to grab another condom. Dipping out before she could see me, I retrieved one from my bag and placed it on the edge of the sink before sliding the glass door open. She visibly shivered when I stepped inside, but I wasn’t sure if it was from my touch or the cool air hitting her wet skin. I stepped into her space and grabbed the loofah from her hands. She arched into me as I pulled her to my chest, my rock-hard erection pressing against the small of her back.
“Allow me,” I whispered into her ear as I leisurely ran the loofah across her breasts and down her belly. She moaned and dropped her head back against my chest when the lathered mesh grazed her nipples. Squatting behind her, I cleansed her legs before making my way up to her ass and finally her back. Hanging the loofah on the hook, I grabbed her body wash and squirted a little into my hands before rubbing them together. I framed her hips with my large hands and slowly slid them toward her center. She sucked in a sharp breath as I grazed the sides of her pussy before moving to her inner thighs. I teased her, brushing against the needy spot between her legs every now and then as I thoroughly cleaned the insides of her thighs from just above her knees to her groin. She squirmed and flexed her hips, chasing my touch, and I chuckled.
“Patience,” I crooned, finally dragging my fingers to her center and running them down each side of her clit, making sure not to touch the aching bundle of nerves. “You’re so swollen and wet for me.”
“Yes,” she breathed, her chest rising and falling rapidly.
“What do you want?” I growled into her neck before nipping at the soft skin. She gasped and rocked against me. “Do you need me to lick this pretty pink pussy?”
“Yes. Please,” she begged, and I nearly came right then and there.
“And then what?”
“Donovan,” she whined, and I grinned. I would make her tell me exactly what she wanted.
“Use your words, pretty girl.”
“I want you to fill me up. I want to be so full of you, I can hardly breathe.”
Fuuuuck. This girl was going to be my undoing.
And I would enjoy every second of making her fall apart as she completely unraveled me.
11
EMILY
Ipanted as Donovan rinsed every sud and bubble from my body. He’d touched me everywhere except where I needed him most. Anticipation lit every nerve ending on fire as I waited for him to fulfill all the salacious promises he made me while cleaning my body.
Suddenly, I was whipped around and my back was pressed to the shower wall. Donovan’s lips came down on mine hard and fast, the kiss almost bruising in its intensity. He laid his large hand against my throat, not applying any pressure, but holding me still all the same so he could plunder my mouth. My pulse fluttered against his fingers, and my hands gripped his sides, pulling him closer. Suddenly, he released me, and his dark eyes bored into mine.
“I’m dying to taste you again,” he confessed before kneeling in front of me. He pressed his face into me and ran his nose up the crease between my leg and my pussy. He nipped at me, and I let out a surprised yelp when his teeth met my flesh. The sensation was jarring; not painful, just unexpected. I liked it.
I covered my mouth to stifle a giggle, and he looked up at me, a wicked grin curving his lips. “You like that?” he asked, his brow quirked. I nodded and held my breath as he dove back in.
Donovan took his time pressing kisses to my hip and down to the apex of my thighs, occasionally grazing his teeth over my skin. My body was on fire, my veins lit with desire and need. Finally, he tossed one of my legs over his shoulder and took one long, languorous swipe with his tongue from my opening to my clit.
“Fuck, you taste good.” Pleasure at his words and the sensation zinged through me. No man had ever talked to me like that before. No former boyfriends or situationships had ever enjoyed going down on me like Donovan seemed to. They’d all acted like it was an inconvenience and only licked it halfheartedly a few times before asking if I was ready to move on. But not Donovan. He feasted on me. He swirled and flicked his tongue over my clit until my knees began to shake. Sliding two fingers inside me, he curled them forward and sent a riot of unfamiliar sensations through my core. When he gently bit down on my clit, I saw stars. He trapped it between his teeth and pressed the tip of his tongue against it in a pulsing rhythm. That was when the tightly coiled tension inside me snapped. I came with a scream, my fingers tangled in his hair as I writhed shamelessly against his face.
I was still coming down from my release when he stood, gripping the backs of my thighs in the process, and wrapped my legs around his waist. His lips crashed against mine, and I could taste my release on his tongue. He pinned me against the wall with his hips pressed into me. His cock slid against my still sensitive clit and he groaned, dropping his forehead to mine.
“You feel so fucking good,” he gritted out, gripping my hips and thrusting against me. I was so slick there was zero resistance as his cock slid against my swollen flesh. My clit throbbed with aftershocks and if he didn’t stop, it would trigger another orgasm. Not that I was complaining.
My eyes fluttered closed, and my head fell back against the tile as he continued to rub his shaft up and down my sensitive flesh. I would give anything to feel him slide inside me with nothing between us, but I couldn’t take that risk. I was finally back on my feet after my life imploded a couple years ago and I was forced to move back home. The last thing I needed was to end up with an unplanned pregnancy from a one-night stand.
