Hot Holidays

CHAPTER 23: Ellie

CHAPTER 23: Ellie

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Ellie stopped at the foot of Adrian’s bed, loving the way he trailed after her. “Get in.”

He frowned but did as he was told and flopped on the bed. She waited until his eyes met hers before unhooking her bra. She held it up for a minute, slowly letting it drop. Her breasts swayed as they came free, her n*****s hard and ready for his mouth.

“Turn around. I want to see your ass.”

She started to turn but stopped. “I’m in charge.” She walked to the other side of the bed and crawled in pulling up the covers.

“What are you doing?” He rolled toward her. “You want me to take off your panties? I’d be happy to help.”

“I think I should leave them on.”

He smirked. “Okay but you know they won’t stop me.” He pulled her close, his d**k hard and ready. He rocked his hips, rubbing his c**k against her ass.

She wanted to push back, to open her legs and let him inside her. He’d feel even bigger from behind but then he’d be in charge. “Oh no, we’re not starting that.” She moved his hands from around her waist and scooted across the bed.

“I thought you wanted to snuggle.”

“That was not snuggling.”

“It could be later when we’re done.” His voice was thick and warm, tempting like hot chocolate syrup.

“No. For now, you sleep over there”—she scooted farther across the bed—“and I’ll sleep over here.” Luckily for her, she was a come once-a-night kid of gal. She’d never been able recharge and come again. She needed at least four or more hours before her next orgasm.

“You know we’ll both sleep better if we come.” His voice was a purr and a promise.

“According to you, I came so hard I almost passed out.”

“You did.”

“If you say so.”

“I don’t just say so. You did.” The sexy gruffness in his voice had been replaced by irritation.

“Then I must be exhausted. Worn out from my orgasm.” She forced herself to stop grinning and plastered the most innocent expression she could on her face as she shifted so she could see him over her shoulder. “I guess you’re too fabulous for your own good.”

“Don’t tell me you’re not horny.” He leaned up on his arm, smiling as her eyes drifted down his chest.

Man, he had one hot body. She was starting to feel desire pooling in her belly and lower, but she had to ignore it. If they fooled around now, she’d be disappointed. She needed to sleep but her body was second guessing her mind. It kept believing his eyes with their promise of more exquisite pleasure. “No. I’m good.”

“You are that and together we’re terrific.” His eyes were hot on her body, igniting heat wherever they touched. “Come here, babe.”

That endearment cooled her blood like she’d jumped into a snowbank. “I’m in charge and I say we sleep.”

“Okay. You’re in charge. Give me an order. I’ll go down on you. I’m very good at that too.”

She struggled not to shiver. Marc had not liked doing that for her and she really, really missed it but she had to be strong. “Later. I’m tired.”

“You are such a f*****g liar.”

“Good night.” She rolled over, smiling as he grumbled something about bossy little liars before punching his pillow and rolling away from her.