Secret Santa 4U (11 page)

Tilting her chin up with his index finger
, he met her gaze.
Why in the world would you think that?
”
Tears slid down her cheeks
,
and she swiped at them with the back of her hand as he continued
,
“
In all the years I
’
ve been here, Sophie, you don
’
t think I could have found someone younger and hipper
?
Maybe.
But none more interesting than you
, none more beautiful than you
.
You
’
re my ideal
—
what I hold every woman up to
,
and they always fall short.
You fascinate and entertain me like no one else.
”

She tried to look away from him.
“
Now, maybe.
But what a
bout when you
’
re my age.
”

“
Jesus, Sophie.
You make it sou
nd like you
’
re ancient.
It
’
s eight stupid years.
It
’
s just a number.
”
He sighed.
“
If I could change it, I would.
But I can
’
t, so we need to work around it.
Is that possible?
”

“
I honestly don
’
t know.
”

He sighed.
“
So the only thing keeping us apart is you and this problem you have about my being younger than you.
”

She nodded.
“
That…
and my being older than you.
”

His hand slid up the length of her thigh and disappeared beneath the T-shirt.
He caressed he
r
breast
,
his fingers cupping and stroking as he worshipped her
.

She moaned and instinctively pressed herself against him.
God, why did he have the power to turn her into a crumbling house of cards whenever he touched her?
She lowered her head to the crook
of his neck.

With ease, Brody scooped her up and carried her back to the quilts in front of the fireplace.
“
Let me love you, Sophie.
Let me show you this isn
’
t a mistake.
”

He rolled her over until she was on top of him.
“
You
’
re in charge, sweetheart.
Do w
hatever you want to me.
I trust you.
”

Wicked, wanton thoughts swirled in her head, knowing she had complete power over this gorgeous young stud.
Slowly, she bent and unzipped his jeans, tugging them down his legs and kissing the exposed skin as she went.
H
e wasn
’
t wearing any underwear beneath since they
’
d made love numerous times last night before they fell into an exhausted sleep.
The box of condoms on the floor was nearly depleted.
She grinned.
That was definitely not something she was going to complain
about.

Kissing her way back up the other leg, she stopped when she reached his hard cock
.
Feeling
just a little
mischievous
, s
he took him into her mouth and worked her tongue
around the
tip
,
teasing him
until he was rock hard
.

“
Damn.
”
He moaned and closed
his eyes.

She moved up the length of his body until she straddled his waist.
Wiggling her hips, she let her pussy lips kiss the
head
of his cock, then pulled away.

Another
moan conveyed both frustration and excitement.
“
Baby, please.
”
He gripped her hips,
trying to wrangle her onto him.

Sophie rimmed her mouth with her tongue and shook her head.
“
Not yet.
”

“
You
’
re in charge,
”
he
repeated
, opening his eyes
to watch
her.
His eyes were
full of trust
, telling her he wouldn
’
t push her to do anything she didn
’
t w
ant
a
nd
,
at the same time
,
letting her know she could do what she pleased to him.

The knowledge brought tears to her eyes.
She grabbed a condom and opened it, rolling it over his hard length.
Easing
back, her pussy poised over him
, she told him honestly,
“
I trust you
, Brody.
And
I want to take a chance with you.
”
Her hand still encircling him, she eased down, guiding him into her.
A ragged moan
tore from her throat.
She
rode him hard, harder than she
’
d ever ridden a man before.
She loved the feel of his coc
k inside her, stretching her walls, pleasing her beyond compare.
Th
ey
fit
perfectly
—
like they were made for each other.

Th
e sex was quick but incredibly intense.
Brody let her set the pace.
She ground herself on him again and again, loving the experience o
f having him beneath her, bucking like a stud.
Whatever they had together was
undeniably
special.
She rode faster, pushing against his chest as she felt
a
sweet release approach
ing
.
Another second and she was there, exploding in a rainbow of color and ligh
ts.
Only Brody had been able to elicit such intense orgasms from her.
She cried out his name and collapsed on top of him.

Beneath her
,
Brody
took a moment to catch
his breath.

“
Damn, woman.
”
He gulped in a big draught of air.
“
When it comes to sex, you
’
re
at the top of your game.
”

She smiled, stroking his
stubbl
y
chin
.
“
Well
,
you know what they say about
HotLibrarians
in their thirties
, Santa
.
They
’
re just hitting their sexual prime.
”

His
hand skimmed down her bare back and squeezed her ass playfully.
“
If
I didn
’
t know better, I
’
d say that
sounds an awful lot like a challenge, sweetheart.
”

S
he
quirked an eyebrow.
“
And if it
i
s?
”

Quick as
a
flash, Brody flipped her over until she lay beneath him
,
both her wrists pinned in his hand.
“
Then I have
to warn you
,
Santa
’
s legendary for going all night, around the world, no less.
”

Sophie wiggled under him
provocatively
.
“
Oooh.
All night, huh?
”
He grinned and leaned down until his lips were no more than an inch above hers.
“
Damn straight, baby.
Santa
’
s got a secret.
”
His tongue raked a path across her bottom lip.
“
Only girls on the naughty list get his attention.
”

Heat pooled between her thighs.
Damn, the man
had a knack for turning her on and keeping her turned on.
“
How long is your list?
”
She shivered as his tongue g
razed her upper lip this time.

“
Only one
girl on it
.
”
His hand slid between her legs, tracing light circles at the entrance of her pussy.
“
But she
’
s at the very top of my list.
”

As h
is mouth claimed hers
and
his fingers slipped inside
her wetness, Sophie r
ealized she
’
d gotten exactly what she wanted for Christmas.