Page 20 of Mr. Merry Ex-Mas
“Danny! Oh, god. Oh, god. Don't stop.” Her body starts to shake, and I look up to see her head thrown back in ecstasy as she grabs her breasts. I hold her in place, making her come so hard. She tries to pull away, but I hold tighter.
“Danny!” she yells out, sliding her hands into my hair and gripping it tightly. I welcome the pain and chuckle against her pussy until she’s wrung out completely and falls limp to my side.
“You’ve never looked so hot losing control.” I kiss her deep, letting her taste herself before climbing on top of her. “I’m so fucking hard for you right now.”
“Then fuck me.”
I gasp, and she opens her eyes wide. “Sadie Johnson! Did you just say the F word?” She slaps at me and turns to bury her face into my arm. “Oh, no. There’s no hiding now. You were just riding my face, and now you want to be shy?”
She laughs. “Oh my god. You’re incorrigible.”
“And you love everyfuckingminute of it.” I tease her entrance, and then I freeze. She feels it, too, and we both realize at the same time.
“No condom,” I say.
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SADIE
He moves away from me, and I try to hold him still, but he shakes his head.
“No, you’re not comfortable. I see indecision written all over your face. That’s not what this is, Sadie.”
I sit up on my elbows and take a deep breath. “I like the way I feel when I’m with you. In and out of bed.” I swallow hard, trying to get the words out. “I haven’t been with anyone since you, Danny.”
His eyes hold mine, and a smile graces his face. “I haven’t either.” Hearing him say that does something to me. I sit all the way up now and kiss him, but he says, “But we’re not having sex tonight.”
Yanking my head back with brows furrowed, he laughs at me. “Yeah, I’m just as shocked as you are.” He pecks my lips again. “I want you unhinged, not caught up in your head.”
I let that wash over me. He’s right. I’m already in a different mind state now because I’m worried about all thewhat-ifsandwhat does this mean now?
“I’m sorry,” I say as he sits back against the headboard, tucking me in tight to him. He pulls the comforter over our legs, giving me a chance to cover up if I want.
He scoffs. “Are you kidding? I’m not! You sucked my dick, let me play with your tits, and then rode my face. Sounds like a perfect night to me.”
I groan and cover my face with my hands. “Why do you always do that?”
“Do what?”
“Say things for shock value.”
“Because my shock value gets an honest reaction from you every time. And reactive Sadie is hot. Don't get me wrong, planned Sadie is hot, too, but when you give it right back to me good? She’s my fave.”
I settle against his chest, both loving and hating how he knows me so well. This gala has been stressing me out, even though I love the work. I’m strung tight all the time, and I know it's not good for me. Danny always knows exactly how to change that for me. And maybe if I see it more as he’s helping instead of picking, which is what I think he’s actually doing, I can adjust more easily to him and his flippant ways.
“Can I stay?” he asks.
“You’re going to anyway.”
He laughs. “You’re right.”
The room is dark except for a bit of the moonlight filtering through the window. It feels comfortable, and for tonight, I let myself enjoy it.
“I hate how good this still is,” I whisper and reach for his hand.
He gives my hand a squeeze and says, “I hate that we ever stopped.”
I turn on my side and let him wrap me up in his arms, with his front to my back. “Danny?”
