Page 34 of Sinful Santa
Stupid dimples, Tahlia thought as she mouthed at his cheek. With a rush of air, she lifted herself up, planting her hands on his chest, and straddled his hips. She was still in her pencil skirt and heard a decisive rip but didn’t care. Not when his cock was pressing insistently against her through her underwear. She ground herself against him and reveled in the delicious sparks that shot through her entire body.
“Do we have condoms?” Matt asked raggedly, reminding Tahlia he was in dire straits. His fingers kneaded the flesh of her hips, subtly helping her move. While she considered letting him suffer just a little, that also meant delaying her own need and that wasn’t going to happen.
“No, I don’t think so.” She looked down at him, eyes hooded, but with the thought she rather enjoyed him from this position.
Matt moved one of his hands up, sliding his massive palm over her stomach, tugging at the buttons of her blouse as he climbed higher.
Tahlia closed her eyes and let him pluck her blouse apart. He drew in a breath when he finally managed to reveal her chest, breasts tucked into a simple cotton bra. With a quick and deft movement, Matt tugged the bra down. Nothing followed so Tahlia opened her eyes; he was staring at her.
“Beautiful,” he said, his low tone sending rivers of pleasure down her spine.
Tahlia didn’t think she’d ever undressed faster in her life. She scrambled off him, wiggled out of her skirt and underwear, tore off her blouse and bra, and was back on top of him in about three seconds. One of his hands snaked between her legs and Tahlia keened when he pushed two fingers inside her.
“Fuck,” she gasped, undulating her hips in time with his fingers’ thrusts. He curled them deep inside her and she shouted, hands flying to his shoulders to clutch him tightly, her nails digging into his flesh. But she didn’t want to fall apart like this and she yanked his hand away.
“I want you,” she breathed as she maneuvered herself over Matt’s cock.
And Tahlia sank down onto him with a drawn out groan echoed by the man beneath her. They were still for a few moments, giving Tahlia time to adjust but she needed less time to do that than she just wanted to savor how he filled her.Maybe overfilled her, but what a wonderful dilemma to have. After a few moments she rolled her hips experimentally, eliciting a sharp hiss from Matt and his hands flew up to her hips in a bruising grip.
With a slow, lust-drowsy smile, Tahlia braced herself on his chest and lifted herself halfway off his cock before sinking back down. She continued in the same, lazy way for some moments, his moans music to her ears. As the coil built up inside her, Tahlia grew more desperate for its unraveling and her movements increased until she was bouncing atop him, head thrown back, babbling a litany of curses as well as utter nonsense. Matt helped her, thrusting up every time she came down, driving his cock deep inside her, deeper than Tahlia ever experienced with a partner.
Her orgasm hit her like a tsunami. Her core tightened, there was a split second of stillness, then she burst, pulsing around him in erratic, hungry seizes. When he let out one final shout and thrust up one more time to empty himself, a certain part of her preened, glad to receive him. She fell forward, collapsing onto his heaving chest. After enough time to catch her breath, Tahlia lifted herself enough to place a sloppy kiss on Matt’s mouth. He buried the fingers of one hand into her hair, holding her in place.
He massaged her hips, soothing the places he’d gripped her so hard he’d left marks. Oh, yes, there were bruises already forming but Tahlia didn’t mind at all. Matt apparently did, though. “Fuck, Tahlia, I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be.” Her lips moved across his jaw and down his neck slowly. “I’m not made of glass.”
“No,” he murmured, sliding his hands up and down her back, “you’re…” He paused. “Perfect.”
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Tahlia groaned as she slipped under the comforter. She hadn’t been off her feet all day and it was so, so good to lay back on soft pillows and burrow under thick blankets.
“It took two hours to lay out all those presents,” Matt, already in bed, remarked, “and it’s going to take them all of two minutes to rip them apart.”
“Mhm.” Tahlia snuggled close to him - he adjusted, draping his arm around her shoulders - and placed a light kiss to his cheek. “And it’s all worth it to see their happy faces.”
Matt picked up her left hand and kissed the white-gold band that now adorned her ring finger. “Hopefully you’ll have a happy face tomorrow, too.”
“You didn’t go overboard, did you?” Tahlia gave him a stern look. “You promised…”
“I didn’t, I didn’t,” he assured her. When she lifted a brow, he shrugged. “Not by much.”
“I hope it’s not a trip somewhere,” Tahlia said. “We just got back. I had a lovely honeymoon and I want to savor it for awhile.”
Matt’s smile was soft and loving. “It was fun, wasn’t it?”
“Loads.” Tahlia agreed and kissed his nose. She settled down at his side and rested her head against his shoulder. It was snowing outside, and except for the ticking of the cuckoo clock they’d brought with them, all was silent, and Tahlia’s mind drifted to how much had happened in the last couple of years.
She and Matt had taken thing slow at first. It was important for both of them that the twins adjusted well to the new dynamic. Tahlia moved back into her own place and assumed her new job at Bowen Engineering. Thankfully, the company was headquartered in Marsden, which meant travel wasn’t an issue.
She loved it. She loved that she was making a difference in her work. She loved that Matt was understanding and supportive. She loved that most days, despite having her own place, she returned to the Nelson house at the end of the day and got to see the people she loved most. Matt had reduced his work load, too, delegating more responsibility to the rest of the board so he could be at home more often. The change had done wonders for his and the kids’ relationship. Matt never missed anything and they adored him all the more for it.
Despite the concerns, Tahlia’s transition into the family as Matt’s girlfriend was seamless. The twins were ecstatic that Tahlia was with their daddy, even more so (which Tahlia thought couldn’t be possible) when she and Matt came to them with the news they were getting married a year later.
After another year of planning - which included Tahlia officially moving into the Marsden house - they held the wedding in early November. Of course Maddy and Kaiden participated. Maddy was Tahlia’s maid of honor, and Kaiden was Matt’s best man. It was small, with only close friends (Violet was Tahlia’s maid of honor, of course) and family because neither Matt nor Tahlia wanted a big party.
What they did want was a honeymoon. Specifically, the lake country.
