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“Come here,” I said, unable to wait the few more seconds it’d take for him to reach me. I grabbed him and pulled him into me. We fit together perfectly. Like two snowflakes engineered to lock together as they dropped from the sky.
And we did, our lips locked as my arms encased him, my body pressing against him, pushing him up onto the counter. I cracked an eye open, making sure we were still alone, before I grabbed his legs and lifted him up onto the counter. His hands caressed my cheeks as his tongue slipped into my mouth, swirling along with mine.
I couldn’t help it. I had to feel his skin on mine. I dug into his pants, underneath his underwear, and squeezed whatever I could grab of his ass.
“Coño, papi.”
“Mhmm,” Mav moaned into my mouth. “That means daddy, right?”
“Yes.” I squeezed again, sliding my finger down his crack. The heat coming off the two of us was enough to melt the surrounding snowmen and cook the gingerbread to a burnt crisp.
“Fucking love it.” He sucked on my neck, his hands running over my head. The two of us were beginning to lose control all over again. It came like a tidal wave. My cock felt like an iron rod against my thigh. I pushed against the counter for some relief, anything. Mav, already reading my body without even having his eyes opened, reached down between us, between my legs, rubbing exactly what I needed to be rubbed. I spread my legs a little wider, giving him more access, my erection throbbing hard against his palm.
So much fucking better than the counter.
Through the powerful tug of lust and want, some sense smacked into me. This kitchen didn’t have any doors, only open archways from two ends, and anyone could easily stroll in. It wasn’t like the igloo, where we had a couple of layers between us and the outside world. Any of my coworkers, who didn’t exactly need to see me getting my cock stroked, could walk into the kitchen without any warning.
“Let’s go find somewhere a little more private, somewhere with a door we can lock,” I said, my voice already husky with the need that flooded through me, like flames ravaging the inside of a burning building.
“Let’s,” Mav said, hopping off the counter. This put both our hard lengths against each other and almost made me forget about finding anywhere else and just risking it. He felt so long and solid against me, pushing his hips forward, smiling into my lips. It didn’t matter that he’d just come, he was already ready for another round.
A shout made us split apart. Another shout made us look toward the far end of the kitchen.
“Someone else died,” Mav said, wiping some of the sheen off his lips.
“Sounds like two people got slayed.”
The shouts were still going and were definitely from two different people. I gave Maverick’s cock one playful tug before turning and following the sound of the shouting. I threw a little extra wiggle into my walk, just to keep the tease going. I knew Mav’s eyes would be down on my ass, and a look over my shoulder—yup, completely hypnotized.
The shouting came from a library room around the corner from the kitchen. There were actually three people rolling on the ground in their most dramatic dying throes. It was Jonah, Penny, and her girlfriend, Triss. Jonah’s brick wall of a partner stood over him, clearly trying to hold back a laugh.
“Fox,” I said, “you seem awfully cheery about all this.”
Jonah gave an extra loud and comical groan, cracking one of his eyes wide open and staring directly at Fox.
“Why aren’t you devastated?” Jonah asked.
“Babe, we survived a crazy-ass boat chase, I think we’ll make it through this.”
“True, very true.” Jonah went back to twitching on the floor, looking a lot like a fish on shore.
Andrew walked in with Griffin and Zane on either side of him. I’d already crossed Griffin and Zane off the suspect list, both of them being based in New York, but Andrew was still fair game, even though it seemed like they were all together before this happened.
“Three! Damn,” Griff said, scratching the back of his head and looking down at the now giggling bodies, none of them able to keep the charade going for too long.
“We were just over in the gardens outside.” Zane pointed through the open window, where a cold chill came in and made the thick red velvet curtain shimmer and dance. Sure enough, Zane and Griffin’s heads were dusted with a thin layer of snow.
“Where were you guys?” Andrew asked.
“In the kitchen,” Mav answered.
“Interesting,” Zane said, crossing his arms and looking between us both. “That’s pretty close to here.”
“We were both together,” I looped an arm across Mav. “Trust me, it’s not us.”
