Secret Santa 4U by Paisley Scott

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