“I want you inside me at midnight, making love to me at the end of this year and the start of the next.” She grabbed his phone and backed inside, the swell of her breasts visible as her dress gaped open.
Under her spell, he followed, then took her hand as she led him upstairs and into the bedroom. He pulled a condom out of his bag and followed her out onto the deck.
“I thought we’d do it outside, under the moonlight.” She dropped her dress to the ground.
Drew’s dick pounded as he pulled off his shorts and tugged his shirt over his head. Carolina wriggled out of her panties, then walked into his arms. He kissed her, inhaling her sweet fragrance as his mouth covered hers.
He wanted to do this right, to make it good for her as they brought in the new year. There was a cushioned chaise lounge on the deck and he laid her down on it.
“I don’t need foreplay,” she said, spreading her legs and splaying her fingers over her sex. “I’m already wet and ready for you, Drew.”
He sucked in a breath as he watched her touching herself. He took his cock in his hand and stroked as he watched her slide her fingers between the swollen folds of her *.
“Do you know what that does to me, watching you touch yourself like that?”
She looked up at him, giving him a hot, wicked smile. “Makes you hard?”
“Yeah. Makes me want to lick your * and make you scream.”
“The clock is ticking, Drew. And I’m going to come with you inside me.”
He pushed the button on his phone. “Five minutes until midnight.”
He set an alarm on his phone, put on the condom, and climbed onto the chaise, using his knee to spread her legs wider. The fit on the chaise was tight, so they rolled to their sides, facing each other. Carolina raised her leg and placed it over his hip. He eased inside her, watching her face as he entered her.
God, she was beautiful, the way her lips parted when he seated himself fully inside her. And then she gasped when he withdrew and thrust. He went slow and easy, taking his time, feeling her * ripple as he made love to her with slow, gentle strokes.
She cupped his jaw, brought him forward to kiss her. He tasted wine on her lips, twined his tongue alongside hers, then brought it in deeper to suck even as he increased the thrusts of his cock. She moaned, and that sound gripped him, made his balls tighten.
He felt the pulses, knew she was close, and when the alarm sounded on his phone, he looked at her, saw the rapture on her face.
“Happy New Year, Lina.”
“Happy New Year, Drew. Now make me come.”
He ground against her, pulled out and thrust deep, and she shattered, letting go with a hoarse cry that splintered the quiet of the night. He groaned and released, going with her as they shuddered together, ringing in the new year in the best way he ever had.
He held her, stroked her back and kissed her.
“Can we sleep here tonight?” she asked.
“We could, but it might get cold.”
“I could never get cold when your arms are wrapped around me.”
He tightened his hold on her and stared up at the stars, listening to the sounds of the ocean waves.
A perfect night. A perfect woman.
Tomorrow, they’d go back to reality. But for now, it was the best night he’d ever had.
TWENTY-ONE
IT HAD BEEN MORE DIFFICULT TO GET BACK TO REALITY and the intense, frenetic pace of work than Carolina had thought it would be. The trip to Florida with Drew had been idyllic, a beautiful fantasy that had been equal parts relaxing and deeply disturbing.
She’d definitely had fun. She always had fun with Drew. And the sex, of course, had been phenomenal. But the underlying emotion of the day and night they’d spent together had been unexpected. She didn’t know what to make of it, and had tried her best to push it aside, to concentrate only on the hot and fun aspects of her relationship with him.
And now her deadline loomed even closer, and she had spent a week buried with her team, finalizing clothes and making subtle changes to a few of the designs.
Gray had stopped by for a fitting during the week, so she at least had his clothing figured out now. All of the models had received final fittings, so everything was being settled.
She wanted to do a test shoot with Drew for the ad campaign, and she’d gotten permission from the Garden to do that with him after one of his practices this week. She wouldn’t need the professional photographers until the day of the shoot. She just wanted to get positioning right, to make sure this idea in her head would actually work. That she could do with her own camera.
Drew had agreed to stay after practice and meet with her at the rink. She brought the clothes and met him outside the locker room after everyone had left. She hadn’t seen him in two weeks. He’d had a few road games, his schedule had been packed tight, and she’d been over her head with post-holiday catch-up.
Though they had talked on the phone and texted every day.
She’d finally had to admit to herself that, like it or not, this was a relationship. Surprisingly, the idea of it hadn’t panicked her as much as she thought it might.
She smiled as she saw him walking down the hallway to-