“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.
• • •
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.