Page 14 of Wish For Me

“Stroke it for me,” I said.

Leif ran a hand up the length of his cock. “Like this?”

“Yes,” I said on a moan. Then I brought my hands down to my own body and touched myself as he did exactly what I wanted. In a moment we were both moaning, our moves frantic.

“Are you sure about this, Noelle?” he gritted out. His thighs were deliciously heavy on my hips. “Because in a minute, I’m not going to be able to stop.”

“Yes,” I moaned, riding the crest of another orgasm already. It felt so naughty, wanting this. So good. “Now!”

His hand moved fast and just as I peaked, so did he.

I came hard as the hot splatter of his release hit my breasts. I gasped, my whole body rigid. I shuddered, gripping his thigh as he braced his hand on the headboard, groaning my name, until finally we both went limp.

“Here,” I said as he looked around for something to tidy up with a moment later. I handed him a box of holiday themed tissue from the shelf under the bedside table. Leaf cleaned me up with gentle strokes, taking care to get it all. It was only after, when he’d tossed the tissues in the trash that his eye went to the box, which I still held in my hand.

“So, Christmas is a big deal around here?” he asked.

Somehow, it was the funniest thing I’d ever heard. I burst out laughing, then he grinned and laughed too. And I thought, in that moment, that that might have been the hottest, most magical night of my life.

* * *

I woke sometime later to the sound of a dog barking. A little dog. I was deeply confused, until I blinked my eyes open to find myself entangled in bare limbs that weren’t mine.

Leif.

My stomach plunged. It was both from seeing our nakedness, and from having everything we did come flooding back to me all at once.

Floof stopped barking. She looked at me with her head cocked. She was so cute.

And she probably needed to pee.

Sunlight poured in from the open curtains. We’d never turned the light on in here last night, the illuminated snow giving us enough to see by, both during the sex and as we talked for hours afterward. But I’d never closed the curtains either.

Except, sunlight meant—shit.My parents would be up soon. And if they were up, they’d definitely hear the dog.

“Leif!” I whispered. If he wanted to leave without questions, he needed to go now.

He grunted, wrapping his arm around me.

His body heat had kept me warm enough not to notice we hadn’t gotten under the covers.

Floof barked again.

And then something much, much worse happened.

I heard someone outside.

“Noelle?” The voice outside was muffled, but it still made me explode upward, throwing Leif’s arm off me.

Dad.

“Leif!” I whisper-yelled, elbowing him in the chest.

“Oof!” Leif exclaimed, jolting awake.

Footsteps thumped down the hallway. “Noelle, is that a dog?” Dad asked.

Leif’s eyes widened to dinner plates. “Oh, shit!” he whispered.

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