Page 51 of Festive Faking
My dick would probably never forgive me, but I was gearing up to let her sleep it off when she breathed my name. “Mac.”
My smile was automatic. Pressing my forehead to hers, I teased my nose along the side of hers. “I’m right here.”
Her eyes were still shut, her voice dazed when she asked, “Did we do it?”
The effort it took to keep from laughing at my overstimulated girl had my entire body vibrating. Taking a calming breath so she didn’t think I was making fun of her, I answered honestly, “No, honey, we didn’t.”
Like she’d been shocked back to life, Aspen sucked in a sharp breath and those blue eyes sprang open.
When she shoved on my shoulders, I rolled to the side. Then she surprised the hell out of me by reversing our positions, jumping up to sit directly over my hard cock.
“Whoa, whoa, whoa.” My hands shot up to steady her hips before she did something crazy, like try to impale herself on my dick. Though I couldn’t deny that the slick heat of her pussy pressed flush against the underside of my bare shaft felt like fucking heaven.
Determination glinted in the depths of her eyes. “I want to do this.”
Though it had been with her comfort in mind, I realized that toying with her earlier had tested the limits of her patience. Because, right now, she wasn’t about to takenoorslow downfor an answer.
My fingers flexed, squeezing the soft skin beneath them in what I hoped was a reassuring gesture. “Am I allowed to grab a condom?” I challenged.
The lust glazing over her vision cleared, and she hopped off. “Oh, right. Yeah. Of course. Don’t know what I was thinking.”
She situated herself with her back against the headboard, her knees hugged tight to her chest. I could tell she was beating herself up on the inside for having been so impulsive.
If there was one thing I was good at, it was offering levity when the mood of a situation or conversation took a turn in a direction I didn’t like.
Slinking off the mattress, I stood by the side of it and used a hand to motion to my naked form. “Can’t say I blame you. If I were in your shoes, I’d want to jump my bones too.”
Her lips folded inward to stop a smile from forming.
So, I kept going, trying to coax it out of hiding. “Come on. Have youseenthis body?”
The tiniest hint of a dimple became visible on her cheek.
“And this dick?” I blew out an impressed breath as I gripped it for show. “Just wow. I mean, I know you don’t have a frame of reference and will have to take my word for it, but this one is top-notch.”
I was graced with an eye roll. “You don’t need to convince me how much you love it; I’ve seen that for myself.” She shot a pointed look toward the bathroom door.
My head dropped back on a chuckle, and her quiet snickers reached my ears.
Mission accomplished.
Taking the win, I moved toward my discarded jeans, pulled a condom from my wallet, and rolled it on. When I turned back to Aspen, she was staring directly at my cock, and it twitched under the focused attention.
The weight of what we were about to do—especially on her end—hit me hard, and I ran a hand through my hair. “I know you said this was what you wanted . . .”
Those blue eyes snapped up to meet mine.
“If you change your mind or don’t like it and want me to stop at any point, say the word. I know this is a big deal, and I don’t want you to feel pressured to see it through simply because you’re worried it’ll upset me.” When she only blinked up at me, I hitched a thumb over my shoulder. “I can always visit my good friend, the shower.”
Her gaze never left mine as she unfolded her legs, crawling across the mattress until she reached where I stood, rising onto her knees. My lungs froze when her hands reached out to skim up my abs, over my chest, and into my hair.
Tugging my head down until our mouths were a breath apart, she said, “Stop trying to talk me out of it.”
My response died on my tongue when she closed the gap, fusing our lips together and speaking her desires without words. She was giving me her complete trust, and I was hell-bent on making sure I proved worthy of that gift.
I let her control the kiss for as long as she liked, the two of us only breaking apart once we were both breathless, her nipples brushing my chest with each ragged inhale.
“Please.” She’d been begging me all night, and it was finally time to give in, to give her what she wanted.
