Grabbing her face between my fingers, I force her to look at me. “What do you want, baby?”
“You. I want you.” She tightens her legs around me. And I love how boldly, how promptly she said it without hesitation.
“You’ll always have me. Without you, there is nothing left worth living for me. So tell me, Sunny, whose are you?”
Her breathing quickens, and I can tell she’s so close to the edge. I won’t let her jump off unless she takes me with her.
“Yours,” she finally breathes.
Continuing my fingers inside her, she lets out a breathy moan as I give her what she asks. “That’s right Sunny,mine. Now say it again.”
“Yours,” she whimpers.
I use my palm to create the right amount of friction on her clit as I keep a steady rhythm of my fingers inside her. She squirms underneath me, her body writhing with uncontrollable need. Fuck, I love playing with her.
A quick glance at the sky shows me a clashing of colors. Night and day fighting for the sky’s attention.
“Better cum for me, little fire, we’re burning daylight. This opportunity may not present itself again tonight,” I say against her fiery hot skin. She rolls her head back, closing her eyes as she grips me like her lifeline.
I grab her face again. “Sunny. Look at me.” She bites her lip,trying to suppress the screams from her mouth. “Scream all you want, baby. No one gets the pleasure of hearing that pretty mouth but me.”
Pinning her down by her neck, her body starts trembling under my grasp, and I get to watch every quiver, every roll, every moan escape her.
She sets fire right in front of me as I dowse her in the fuel of me. She unleashes as uncontrollable moans leave her. Her chest moves quickly up and down while she instinctively rides my fingers. I bite, suck, lick, and whisper across her skin until she finally relents to the pleasure. Making sure every single reaction is all because of me.
She finally lets go, and it looks so fucking good.
When I remove my fingers from her, I instinctively suck them clean. I bring my lips to hers and push my tongue inside her mouth so she understandswhyI have to taste her.
“What are we—” She starts.
“No questions, baby. We are whatever we want to be. My sole purpose is to give you the pleasure you seek. You will only ever get it from me. Now let’s get home before questions are asked.” I slide her off the hood. I shrug my jacket off and tuck it around her, because her lips are starting to turn blue.
I open the truck door for her and watch her slide in. Instinct has me grabbing the back of her neck and pulling her to my lips one more time, because once we go back home, we have to pretend this doesn’t exist.
And I make sure she feels it as I brand myself there, because it’s entirely too soon for me to say it.
I love you.
CHAPTER FORTY
TYLER
Once we makeit back home, everyone heads upstairs to change into their matching Christmas pajamas. Oh yes, it’s a yearly tradition of ours, too. No Christmas goes without matching pajamas for my family. We’re fucking adorable.
Sunny pauses in the living room as she stares at the fire.
“You okay?” I ask. She still has a bit of a hazy look after what we did earlier, and it makes me smile.I did that.
“You can’t tell the others.” She looks at me.
My brows crease together. “Tell them what?”
“That I broke secret Santa and got you a gift, too. Well, I made the gift.” She pulls a rectangle from behind the couch.
She got me a gift.
“You told me your favorite place is wherever your favorite people are. So I figured, I don’t know. Maybe I could paint your favorite places to hang in one of your favorite places.” She shrugs and hands me the painting, shifting on her feet nervously while she chews her lower lip.
