Free Merry Christmas, Paige by MacKenzie McKade

jerked as she swallowed.
    “Paige. No.” He eased back, withdrawing his hips. A little pop sounded as his cock exited her mouth.
    Confused, she gazed up at him. Her tongue slid between her lips, savoring his taste.
    He plopped his head down on the pillow and inhaled a ragged breath. “Oh sweet Jesus, don’t do that.” Beneath her hands, she felt the shiver that raced through him.
    She moved over his body to blanket his hips with hers. He gripped her waist, holding her still. His hardness jerked against his belly. “Something wrong?”
    “No.” He pulled her down so they were chest to chest, hip to hip. “I don’t want it to end so soon.”
    A quiet moment elapsed between them. Both of their hearts were pounding, their skin moist with perspiration.
    “Remember that boat?” A mischievous grin rose across his face.
    Heat flared across hers. How could she forget?
    “Such a pretty blush.” He stroked her ass. “You do remember.”
    Oh yeah. She remembered. He had told her the boat was too far away for its occupants to see as he took her against the railing on the balcony.
    Liar .
    When she climaxed, the boat’s damn horn had blared for at least five minutes.
    “How ’bout we recreate that moment, but with a twist.”
    “A twist,” she repeated, not sure she liked the dark sensuality in his voice.
    He nodded slowly. He stared at her with such intensity it was almost scary.
    “Instead of me taking you here…” he caressed the wet slit of her pussy, “…I’ll take you here.” His fingertips nudged the tight skin of her anus. She knew he was waiting for a reaction and he got it.
    She couldn’t hide her surprise, even if she tried. Her eyes widened and her jaw dropped. In fact, she trembled. The forbidden thought sent her senses whirling. “I don’t know. Will it hurt?”
    Will it hurt? Duh. She was a doctor. Yes, there would be discomfort, but then again the sensitive nerves in that region could make for an incredible experience if done right.
    “Not if you’re prepared properly,” he replied.
    That meant lots of lube, and she meant a lot. She dragged in a taut breath. “Okay.”
    One of those animalistic growls rumbled in his chest. “You’re amazing.” He pulled her the rest of the way up his body and captured her mouth with his. She tasted his hunger, his excitement.
    If they were starting anew, why not explore their desires with something fresh and erotic? She just hoped in the end she wouldn’t regret it.
    Paige anticipated his touch to be amorous and wild, but instead he held her tenderly while he nibbled on her bottom lip. Slanting his mouth, he moved leisurely over hers as he sipped from her lips. His fingers slipped between their bodies to find the spot that ached for his touch. When he caressed her clit, shivers slithered up her back. With long strokes he began to rub back and forth.
    The heat in her body soared. Moisture released between her thighs. He pushed between her folds to stoke the flame even higher. Slick with her juices, he slid his fingers across her puckered skin, nudged gently with his knuckle.
    Her brows rose.
    He smiled reassuringly as he played around the sensitive area. Over and over, he withdrew his touch to enhance her anticipation and then returned, increasing the pressure each time to make her gasp and, yes, long for more.
    “Oh God.” She didn’t expect to have such a reaction, but damned if her pussy didn’t clench and release another flood of moisture. She wasn’t aware of what his other hand was doing until it joined the party, and cool gel took the place of his knuckle.
    Was the lube hidden beneath his pillow? What a rat. He’d had this planned all along.
    She didn’t have time to ponder the thought as a well-oiled finger breached her anus. Air pushed from her lungs. A little sting, but not the pain she had expected. Carefully, he worked the digit in and out, allowing her body to adjust. He withdrew and there was an emptiness she hadn’t expected. He