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“You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to,” he replies, his blue eyes warming. “If you want we can just cuddle.”

“No.” I swallow hard. “I mean after,” I remark quietly. “Let’s cuddle afterward.”

A smirk pulls at his lips. “After what?”

My cheeks flame. “After we…uh…fuck,” I force the words out.

Wyatt cups my face and crushes his lips to mine. “I have news for you: We’re not fucking this time…we’re making love,” he growls, his teeth tugging on my bottom lip.

“Oh really?” I ask, feigning indifference.

“Really,” he answers quickly. Then he carries me into his bedroom and lays me down on his bed. Next, he kisses a path from my lips, and then down to my neck. “Now I finally have you right where I want you, Gemma.” He continues his descent to my breasts, kissing and sucking on each nipple.

“Oooh, yes,” I moan, my back arching.

“You’re so beautiful. I could kiss you all-day,” Wyatt rasps before kissing down my stomach, my hips, my thighs, my knees and down to my feet.

Oh my God!ChefWyatt Everdeen is kissing the arches of my feet. Then he climbs on top of me and presses his cock inside me. Next, he kisses my neck as he starts to slow fuck me. “I need you right now,” he whispers. “We belong together, baby. Can you feel it?”

“Yes,” I mewl, my breath hitching a little.

“Fuck, you feel so good in my arms.” He sighs heavily. “I really am obsessed with you…but you have to trust that my heart is in the right place,” he says before punctuating his statement with a slow thrust of his cock. “Trust me, Gemma. Please trust me.”

“I trust you…” I whimper against his lips. “Nowpleasefuck me harder. I need more. I’m sooo close.”

“What?” His eyes widen. “Such a greedy little spy,” he growls before biting my neck. “Just remember that you asked for it harder, Gemma.”

“Aaahhh…” I cry out.

In a flash, Wyatt flips me over and then he starts to fuck me from behind. “Take me deep, baby,” he growls before biting the shell of my ear. “This is what you want, isn’t it?”

“Yeeeesss!” I scream as I find my release. “Oooh God…” Pleasure washes over me as he fucks me wildly.

“How’s this for hard?” he asks before wrapping a hand in my hair and pulling my neck back. “Fuuuck, I’m gonna bury my cock so deep inside you that you’ll never run from me again!”

My throat snares. “Wyaaatt!”

“Say what I need to hear, Gemma,” he demands, his voice strained.

I shiver. “I’ll never run from you again.”

“Good girl…” he rasps against my ear. “I love you.”

I smile against the pillow. “I love you, too.”

It’s true. I’m in love with Wyatt. Looking back, I think that I’ve always been in love with Wyatt. I’m not sure how it happened, it just happened.

Oh Wyatt…Wyatt…Wyatt. How do I love thee? From my obsessed heart, I send you these three fervent words: Love. Love. Love.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, snow kitten!” he says before cuddling close to me.

My heart flutters. “Happy Valentine’s Day.”

The rest of the day is history.Dirty, dirty history!

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