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He glances down at my dangling boobs. “We’re still naked, aren’t we?”
“We are.” I stretch a leg over both of his and the blanket falls away. I reach between us, fisting his cock. Pumping him to life. I want so badly to ask where we go from here. To ask if we have any sort of future. Or is this just a Christmas fling? I never thought it could be more than that. We don’t know anything about each other. We’ve spent most of our free time either glaring at one another or fooling around.
The words try to leave my lips, but they’re strangled in my throat.
“You okay, sweetheart?”
I nod, looking away. Refusing to let emotions get tangled up in this now. In a few hours, Fred will be here to pick me up. I’ll have to leave. Unless Jake asks me to stay. If he’s going to let me leave, I want to be with him one last time before I know.
I sink my pussy onto his erect cock, moaning in ecstasy as he fills me once again. Never in my life has sex felt so amazing. So right.
We move our hips together in a lazy rhythm as Jake fondles my dangling boobs. He suckles one nipple, then the other. I rock harder, rubbing my clit against him with each thrust.
“That’s it, Mallory. Keep going. I want you to come on my dick.”
A tear rolls down my cheek at the thought of never seeing Jake again, but I force the thoughts away and surrender to sensation. I give myself to him knowing my heart might be crushed in a few hours. “I’m all yours, Jake.”
“Mine.” His possessive tone is all it takes to push me over the edge. I come hard, exploding from the inside out as Jake takes over. He rolls me onto my back, plunging into my convulsing pussy over and over. Until finally, he stills inside me. Filling me once more. Making me wish that he were putting a baby inside me. That’s new…
“God, I love coming inside you.”
Not quite the context I was looking for when it comes to love, but I smile anyway. “I need a shower.”
Jake cups my cheek, kissing me deep enough to curl my toes. Every emotion I’m feeling goes into that kiss, hoping desperately that it’ll be enough for him feel it too. Hoping against hope that when he comes up for air, he’ll ask me to stay.
“Go,” he murmurs with a sexy smile, wiping a curl from my cheek. “Take your shower. I’ll make us breakfast before we head into town. Okay?”
My heart plummets.
Not only is he not going to ask me to stay. He’s going to drive me into town before Fred is scheduled to come back to get rid of me sooner. I wriggle out from under him and push to my feet, hiding the tears that fall as I hurry toward the bathroom.
9
JAKE
I watch a pan of cinnamon rolls rise as I wait for Mallory to finish up her shower. I thought about joining her, but knew that if I did, we’d never get out of here. I know she’s supposed to leave today. But I’m really hoping that if I take her to the Christmas festival that I can convince her to stay a little while longer.
Maybe forever.
But I want her to know that it’s not just the sex I enjoy.
It’s her.
I don’t know what the future holds because we’ve been too busy exploring each other’s bodies. I’m hoping that some quality time spent at the local festival will give us an opportunity to get to know each other.
Just as the oven timer beeps, I hear a knock at the front door. I take the cinnamon rolls out of the oven, pull on a shirt, and go to answer the door.
“Jake?”
Fred Andrews stands on the porch, wearing his signature trapper hat. My heart sinks. It’s hardly nine-thirty. He’s not supposed to arrive until noon. I was hoping to run into him in town and call him off entirely. “Come on in, Fred.”
“I didn’t know you were here.”
“Didn’t tell anyone I was coming,” I explain, glancing toward the closed bedroom door. Surely Mallory will hear voices and not come out missing her clothes. But the urge to warn her tugs at me anyway.
“What happened to your guest?” Fred asks.
“I’m right here!” Mallory’s chipper voice doesn’t seem to match her dull eyes. I’d bet my cabin that her smile is forced. Fake. What the hell is going on? “I called Fred on that emergency radio,” Mallory explains, refusing to make eye contact with me. “Asked him to come early. I wanted to get in some last-minute shopping before my train comes.”
