Page 17 of Cozy After Snow


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She stands before me, wringing her hands as she waits for me to respond.

A baby.

“Cor? Say something,” she pleads.

I don’t. I can’t. Instead, I drop to my knees in front of her, and she takes a startled step backward.

“What are you doing? Don’t you fucking dare propose to me right now, Corbin Tuttle. I can only handle one life-altering event at a time,” she shrieks.

My forehead drops to her stomach as I wrap my arms around her waist.

She threads her fingers into my hair as I begin to shake with emotion.

“Are those happy tears orwhat the fuck did we dotears?” she asks, apprehension clear in her voice.

I look up at her. “I’m gonna be a dad. That’s the best welcome home I’ve ever received. Fuck, Maxi, I couldn’t be happier,” I tell her.

“Really?”

“All I’ve ever wanted was a family of my own, and I love you so damn much. There is nothing—and I mean, nothing—that could beat watching your belly swell with my baby growing inside of you.”

She lets out a guttural cry. One filled with relief and joy.

“I love you so much,” she mutters between sobs.

I stand, pick her up into my arms, and carry her down the hallway toward our bedroom.

I kick the door open and walk inside, and then we are all hands. She pulls my shirttail loose from my jeans as I guide us to the bed.

I set her down and unbutton the flannel. I shrug it off, pull the T-shirt over my head, and drop it on the floor. Then I peel my jeans off.

She leans back and watches the show.

Once I’m down to nothing, she scoots forward, and her mouth finds my chest as she runs her hands over my sides and around my back.

I let her explore my skin as my body reacts, and I grow hard between us.

When I can take no more, I reach under her arms and tug her up so I can turn us. I take a seat and pull her into my lap.

She starts to move her hips urgently as I strip her tee and bra.

She groans and throws her head back when I take one breast into my hand.

I love that sound. It’s a deep, guttural reflex that lets me know what I’m doing feels good.

One second, my tongue is lapping at a taut pink nipple, and the next, she is pushing me to my back and crawling on top of me.

“What are you doing?” I ask breathlessly.

“You’re taking too long,” she growls as she bears up, slides her lounge pants down her long, sexy legs, and kicks them to the side.

Impatient girl.

I plant my feet, raise my hips, and circle them. My erection pressing into her silk panties.

“Oh, yes, sweet contact,” she cries.

I don’t think I’ve ever been this turned on before. My body is coiled tight and ready to pounce, but I keep my restraint and let her take control.

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