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She pushed that thought aside.“Do you have condoms?”
He nodded, reached into his bedside table, and pulled out…not condoms.
“Shit,” he said, getting out of bed.He threw a bunch of things onto the floor in his haste to find what he was looking for.Painkillers, several sheets of paper, three books of puzzles, two familiar Christmas ornaments… “There.”
She almost whimpered in relief.
“I still need to find the lube,” he said.
“No, you don’t.I’m wet enough.”And she certainly didn’t want to wait any longer.
Fortunately, he wasted no time in rolling on the condom and positioning himself above her.He slid inside in one smooth motion, and it was glorious.His thick cock filled her just right, and she wrapped her arms and legs around him and urged him to move.He braced himself on his elbows as he began thrusting.
“You’re not going to crush me, don’t worry.”She wanted to feel more of him, to be consumed by him.
He allowed her to take more of his weight as he thrust again, deeper than before.
“Yes,” she murmured.“Yes.”
She had a strange premonition that he was going to compliment her.She wasn’t sure she could take it, even if he just said she felt good, so she raised her mouth to his and kissed him.Drowned in his lips as she met him thrust for thrust.Lost herself in the physical sensation of being joined with another person, something she hadn’t allowed herself in a long, long time.His touch felt like such a fundamental part of her.
An infuriating voice in her brain whispered that once or twice wouldn’t be enough, but she pushed that aside by pressing herself harder against him, by stroking her tongue against his.She’d just be in the moment and take everything she could.
He reached between them to finger her clit…and her third orgasm of the evening caught her off guard, somehow even stronger than the other two.
She held him close as he found his release inside her.
When Everett returned from the washroom, he was relieved to see Nora under his sheets.He’d been half afraid that she’d already be pulling on her clothes, ready to escape across the hall.
But no, she was here.
“Do you want to stay the night?”he asked.
He desperately wanted her to, but if she didn’t, he wouldn’t push.
When she nodded, he couldn’t contain his grin.
Nobody had slept over at his place in well over a year, and that seemed like a distant memory now.All he could think about was Nora.
After she took her turn in the washroom, she put on her underwear.“Do you have a shirt I could sleep in?”
“Middle drawer, on the right,” he said.
She grabbed one of his white undershirts and pulled it over her head.The shirt hung just above her knees, and it was erotic to see her in his clothes.She was fucking sexy and it felt so fucking good to be inside her—not that he’d say such things.
He hoped they’d get there eventually, though.He wanted to keep her in his life, and not just as a neighbor he occasionally greeted in the hallway.
She wrapped an arm around him and rested her head on his shoulder, and he was hopeful she felt the same way.
When Nora woke up the next morning, she was disoriented.It had been ages since she’d slept anywhere but her own bed.Everett was on his side, facing away from her, and she had the urge to cuddle up against him, but she feared it would wake him, and she didn’t want to do that.It was only seven on a Saturday.
However, she did have to use the washroom, so she climbed out of bed as quietly as she could.Everett didn’t stir.
When she returned to the bedroom, she noticed all the things that were strewn across the floor, including the ornaments he’d received a couple of weeks ago.She wondered if he’d eventually gotten the right ones—she hadn’t asked.Naked Santa, with a striped stocking over his dick, leered at her.She felt compelled to tidy everything up, but…
Wait a second.
She picked up a sheet of paper.The sketch looked curiously like one of the snow sculptures, the one with the hockey-playing bears.
