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The taboo factor was high , and it was more potent than any aphrodisiac in the world.
    S he slid downward unti l her mouth was poised over hi s straining muscle . Wicked, wanton thoughts swirled in her head, knowing she had complete power over this gorgeous young stud. She snaked her tongue out and licked the drop of pre-cum from the tip of his cock , then pulled away.
    His moan conveyed both frustration and exciteme nt. “ Baby, please. ” He tangled his fingers in her soft curls, trying to pull her back to him.
    Sophie shook her head, her bottom lip dragging slowly across his glans . “ How much do you want it? ” She kept her g aze steady on him. “ Tell me, Santa. ”
    Brody arched, trying to thrust into her mouth , but she wasn ’ t going to make it easy for him. “ Damn , darlin ’ … ” H is Carolina accent oozed provocatively from his lips. “ You ’ re on Santa ’ s naughty list for sure now. ”
    “ I can ’ t think of a better place to be. ” Sophie licked his sensitive frenulum before sucking him into her mouth.
    “ God, that ’ s so good, ” he managed around a groan.
    This time when Brody thrust, she let him go deep into her throat. She liked the hard feel of him , th e texture, the smooth ridges . She especially liked the sounds , his moan s , the way he panted, the way his breath caught loudly in the quiet room. She was getting wetter by the second. His taste was wonderful . Salty and musky mixed together to create a flavo r that was uniquely Brody . It was an aphrodisiac she couldn ’ t get enough of.
    His hips rocked harder , and she sped up the rhythm with her mouth, applying more pressure with her cheeks. Her tongue trailed across the bulging veins along his shaft, then swirle d around the head. His hips moved with a more jerky rhythm now. He was losing control. He was close. She loved that she had the power to make him come. He was hers, and she was his. They belonged together — at least for the night.
    With one final thrust, Brod y ’ s entire body shook. He was barely able to mumble, “ I ’ m coming , ” before she felt the warm flow of semen flood her throat. She swallowed and sucked harder as he ejaculated. Perspiration glowed along his body in the firelight and h e fell back against the q uilt, panting. Smiling, she licked the tip of his cock like an ice cream cone , savoring the last delicious drop.
    With a nudge, h e coaxed her up to lie against his shoulder. “ Jesus, woman, ” he finally murmured, stroking her hair. “ You blew my mind. ”
    “ I blew something, all right, ” she teased, cuddling against him.
    He pulled her closer, wrapping his arms tightly around her. “ You ’ re such a naughty girl, Sophie. What am I going to do with you? ”
    “ You could scrub my back in the shower . ” Her fingertips trailed acro ss his chest, winding around the soft hairs surrounding his nipple and tugging gently.
    Brody yelped and held her hand in place against him. “ But i t ’ s freezing in there. ”
    She leaned her chin against his shoulder. “ Not nearly as cold as your apartment, I ’ d w ager. You could still be up there, you know. Freezing your cute little buns off. ”
    “ Touché. ” He rolled over and buried his face against her neck, playfully nuzzling her. “ That was awesome, by the way. ”
    Her laugh echoed through the cozy room. “ That tickles! ”
    He nuzzled harder , which only made her giggle more . When he lifted his head, she caught him around the shoulders and pulled him back down to her lips. She kissed him tenderly, discovering each curve of his lips, every angle. He threw his leg over her wais t , and Sophie felt him growing excited again. Ah, the sweet virility of younger men. She grinned against his mouth and reached down, wrapping her fingers around his lengthening cock. “ Damn, Brody. You ’ re a sex machine. ”
    Whisper-soft, h e rubbed his lips aga inst hers . “ You have that effect on me, sweetheart. ” He covered her