He lifted his torso off her and held himself up with his hands, staring down at her. She smoothed her hands up his arms, feeling the strength in his muscles as he moved within her with slow, easy thrusts.
He kept his gaze trained on her face, his eyes intense, hot, and filled with a passion that equaled hers. She rubbed her hands over his arms, tightening her hold on him as he eased down on her and ground against her, heightening the sensation to peak level.
She brushed his hair away from his face, feeling the sweat across his forehead. She cupped the nape of his neck and drew his face closer. His lips took hers in a feverish kiss that made her tighten, made her nerve endings tingle. And when he groaned against her mouth, she wrapped her legs around him, urging him to give her more.
He pulled his lips from hers and looked down at her. “I love the way your * tightens around my cock, Lina. Do you know I can tell when you’re about to come? You squeeze my cock and your * quivers.”
He drew back, then slid back in, ever so slowly, rolling his hips against hers, giving her the friction that tore her apart. “Like now. You’re ready to come, but you’re holding back. Is it good?”
He was right. Every sensation was so delicious, she wanted to savor the moment. She could have come again already. He mastered her body, was so in tune to what gave her pleasure. But being with him like this, wrapped in this cocoon of heat and desire, was a never-ending source of sin and delight. She never wanted it to end.
“Yes,” she said, lifting against him until he powered in deep. “It’s so good. I want more. I want to come.”
He rolled against her again, and this time, she knew she wouldn’t be able to hold back. She dug her nails into Drew’s arms, lost in the way he moved against her, the tidal wave of sensation that engulfed her as her climax hit.
He kissed her as she came, absorbing the cries she couldn’t help but release as she rocked against him. And when Drew came with a hard groan and shuddered against her, she held tight to him, her lifeline in this wild, out-of-control storm of pleasure.
He held her, stroked her hair and brushed her lips with soft kisses as she came down from the high, out of breath but utterly content.
And then he got up and went to the bathroom and Carolina rolled over, exhausted. When Drew came back, he pulled the covers over them both and snuggled his body against hers.
She could barely keep her eyes open. “I need to go back to my room.”
“Okay.”
But his warm body against hers was her undoing. Her eyes drifted closed and she was out cold.
SEVENTEEN
DREW LISTENED TO THE SOUND OF CAROLINA’S DEEP breathing, and knew she’d fallen asleep.
He’d wake her in a little while. He usually slept light, so he’d make sure she was out of his room early enough, before everyone got up Christmas morning.
Though he had no idea how early everyone got up. He leaned over and reached for his phone.
Three a.m. That wasn’t going to give them much time for sleeping.
He smiled. Worth it, though. He wrapped his arms around Carolina and breathed in the sweet scent of her hair.
He liked having her in his bed, liked the warmth of her naked body nestled against his. His cock twitched, but he forced those thoughts aside.
Yeah, he wanted her again. He wanted her all the time, but she needed at least a few hours of sleep.
Just an hour of her next to him in bed would be good enough. Then he’d wake her and she could sneak back to her room.
No one would know.
No one could know. That would be a disaster.
He yawned and closed his eyes.
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THE RAP OF A COUPLE QUICK KNOCKS PENETRATED the thick fog of dead sleep that had sent Drew spiraling off into oblivion.
But the sound of Gray’s voice shot him up in bed.
“Hey, Drew, I thought we’d get a head start on everyone else—”
Gray saw the body in bed next to Drew at the same time Drew threw the covers over Carolina’s head.
“Oh, shit. I’m sorry, man. I had no idea.” Gray started to back out, then paused as Carolina threw the covers off her head.
“Drew, what’s going on?” she asked.
And then it was like a scene in a really bad movie.
Because Carolina woke enough to see her brother standing in the doorway, a horrified expression on her face.
And Gray realized it was his sister in bed with Drew.
“What the ever-loving fuck is going on here?” Gray asked.
“Gray. Get out so your sister can get dressed.”
Carolina, eyes wide, said nothing.
Gray, however, looked pissed as he narrowed his gaze at Drew. “You and I need to talk as soon as you get dressed and come downstairs.”
His lips clamped tight, Gray shut the door.
Shit.
Drew dragged his fingers through his hair and climbed out of bed.
“I’m sorry. I meant to wake you a couple of hours ago. I just passed out.”
He expected panic on Carolina’s face. Instead, she seemed . . . calm. She slid out of bed and grabbed her clothes. Drew couldn’t help but admire the sleek lines of her naked body. “I’m a grown woman, Drew. My brother is going to have to get over it.”