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“Fuck, you taste so good,” Jake growls against my pussy.
I gyrate my hips to meet the leisurely motions of his tongue, desperate for him to fuse his mouth to me. It feels so damn good. Yet, I want—need—more. I rock against him a little harder, lifting my hips until the stubble of his beard scrapes against my inner thighs. Fuck me, that feels so good. I do it again. And again.
Jake’s low, devious laughter vibrates against my sensitive flesh and I cry out his name.
“You like that, huh?”
“I’m—I’m going to—come!” The last word slips out an octave higher than the rest as Jake’s tongue plunges inside my tight channel. My pussy convulses as his mouth and tongue work magic. I’m too dizzy with pleasure to decipher what techniques are happening between my legs. All I know is that if I die in this stupid snowstorm, I’ll die a happy, sated woman.
6
JAKE
The taste of Mallory teases my tongue as I trudge through the snow to locate the generator at the back of the cabin and troubleshoot why it didn’t kick in when the power went out. Though we kept each other plenty warm in my bedroom, the closer to nightfall it gets, the colder the cabin will get. The fireplace will help keep the pipes from freezing, but unless we want to sleep on the floor in front of it tonight, I need to get the generator operational.
There’s also a part of me that wants the lights to twinkle on the Christmas tree—for Mallory.
Fuck, I might be in serious trouble.
If I had cell signal, I’d call Kristi and rip her a new one. Because now I’m hoping the storm doesn’t blow over by tomorrow morning as predicted. I want Mallory stranded with me as long as possible. But even a few days more wouldn’t be enough. No. I want her stranded with me … forever.
What the fuck has come over me?
Love at first sight is complete and total bullshit.
No it’s not, my sister’s voice echoes in my head as I locate the generator and get to work. Thankfully, it’s a simple reset that gets it up and running.
The Christmas tree lights sparkle through the living room window. For once, it doesn’t piss me off. It doesn’t immediately remind me of a loser father who promised to be done on the road by Christmas and instead moved across the country with his new girlfriend, abandoning his family as if we meant nothing.
“You did it!” Mallory announces as I close the door behind me. She stands at the island, wearing a holiday apron and rolling out dough. “I knew you would, though.”
“You did?”
She looks up at me, her eyes sparkling the same way they did when she rolled me onto my back to suck my cock not even an hour ago. It’s now that I notice she’s not wearing a whole lot under that apron. If anything… “Of course I did. That’s why I’m getting a batch of cookies ready for the oven.”
“You’re not cold?”
“Fireplace did a pretty good job keeping me warm.” She bites down on her bottom lip. “You did, too.”
I kick off my boots and strut toward Mallory to find out how many articles of clothing she has on underneath that apron. When I catch sight of a nipple peeking out from the side, urgency grows higher than ever. All I want to do is fuck her. Claim her for my own. But there’s one issue with that plan. I’m not ready to be a father. Especially not with a woman whose last name I don’t even know. “You’re making this really hard.”
As she places cookie cutters into the flattened dough, Mallory’s eyes drop unapologetically to my crotch. “Sorry.” She smiles, glancing up at me through long lashes. “Not sorry.”
I move behind her, wrapping an arm around her waist. Pulling her bare ass against me. One yank of a zipper is all that stands between us now. I rock my erection against her soft ass. “I want to take you, sweetheart. I want to rock your fucking world into next year.”
She sets the cookie cutters aside and rests both hands on the edge of the counter, as if bracing herself. She turns her head to catch my eye, pushing her ass against my throbbing cock. Seduction vibrates from her lips, rocking my resolve. “Then why don’t you?”
It takes every ounce of willpower not to yank down my zipper and plunge into her pussy in that moment. “Because I didn’t bring protection. I came up here to be alone. To get away from my overbearing family. Not to fuck the Goldilocks who was sleeping in my bed. Unless you brought condoms?”
She shakes her head. “I came here to get away from my toxic family. Thought I’d be spending Christmas alone.” She wriggles her ass against my cock again. “But I’m on the pill. And clean. I haven’t been with anyone in…” She drops her gaze from mine. “…a long time.”
My heart thunders in my chest. This is really about to happen. I’m going to fuck her. Come in her pussy. Claim her. “I’m clean, too. It’s been…longer than I care to admit.”
“Really?” She lifts an eyebrow, challenging my words. “I find that hard to believe.”
“Why?”
“You’re telling me women don’t just drop their panties the second they see you?” I have to admit, I like the edge of jealousy in her tone. “You might be a total grump—and a Grinch—but you make my legs cry with just one look.”
