Free I'm Your Santa by Dianne Castell Page B

he withdrew several connected condom packets.
    â€œHow many did you bring?”
    â€œI don’t know. When I realized you’d left, I just grabbed some.” He separated one packet and, after shucking off his shorts, opened it.
    Beth said, “Let me.”
    Just the thought of that had him shaking. “Not this time. If you start handling me, I’ll be a goner.”
    She trailed her fingertips along his naked thigh. “Really?”
    In a rush, Levi rolled on the condom. “Sorry, babe, but I’ve wanted too much for too long to show much restraint. Maybe in a decade you’ll be able to tease me some. But not yet. Definitely not tonight.” And with that, he put Beth to her back again. On the ragged edge, he growled, “Now open up and let me in.”
    Wearing a big, sexy smile, Beth did just that.
    As he sank into her, Levi closed his eyes. Being joined to Beth made him feel like an idiotic poet. It was profound. It exceeded anything he’d ever known or felt.
    He pressed in harder, deeper. “I’m not going to last.” He pulled out, and then, watching her, thrust in again.
    Her smile disappeared on a gasp. “Okay.” Wrapping her fingers around his biceps, she held onto him. “Anytime you’re ready.” Her legs twined around him until she locked her ankles at the small of his back.
    Levi straightened his arms so he could watch her breasts, and began thrusting in a steady rhythm. With each glide and retreat, Beth got wetter, hotter, and she clenched tighter. He locked his teeth. Not yet, he told himself, but he knew it was useless.
    His fingers knotted in the bed sheets. “Look at me, Beth.”
    She did, her eyes smoky and dazed. “Levi?” she whispered.
    He drove into her, unable to reply.
    â€œI’m going to come again, too.”
    That did it, especially with the way her voice caught on the last word, the way she moaned and tensed and twisted beneath him.
    He took her mouth, devouring her, their groans mingling together, so much a part of her that he knew sex with any other woman would never compare.
    Spent, Levi relaxed his weight down onto her. He felt Beth’s mouth touch his sweaty shoulder, felt her legs slide away from him.
    Damn it. He couldn’t take much more of this without her acknowledging their future together. Levi rolled to the side of her, staring at the ceiling, so aware of Beth that he felt her in his heart. Cool air wafted over his sweat-damp skin, but not for long. Beth curled into him and sighed.
    Levi waited.
    â€œIt keeps getting better and better.”
    He smiled, ready to point out how great it’d be in a few years. But Beth wasn’t finished.
    â€œI keep saying this, but…could we talk in the morning?” She gave him a halfhearted pat on his chest. “I’m fading fast. You’ve worn me out with the chase and the capture and the awesome way you just made me feel.”
    Because she sounded sincere, and she ended that statement on a deep yawn, Levi relented. “Sure. Go to sleep, honey. I’ll be here when you wake up.”
    â€œI know.” She snuggled closer. “Because I’m not letting you go.”
    Levi’s heart nearly stopped, then went into a fury of pounding that might have bruised his ribs. She wasn’t letting him go?
    After several moments of stunned silence, he lifted his head to look at her. “Beth?”
    Her deep, even breaths gave the only reply. Well, hell. How could she make a statement like that and then just nod off? Did she mean what she said? Was she delirious? Too tired to think straight?
    Confusing him with someone else?
    No, not that.
    Levi slid his arm out from under her and left the bed. Beth didn’t stir so much as an eyelash. Feeling disgruntled, he went into the bathroom to dispose of the condom. When he returned, she didn’t awaken but she did immediately settle back against him.
    He understood her reserve,