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Hurt flashes across his features, and my chest tightens. A burning sensation coils behind my ribcage. "I will, just not yet." I bite the inside of my cheek. "Please, can you trust me on that?"

He draws in a breath then lowers his head and brushes his lips over mine. "Anything you want, baby."

Tears prick the backs of my eyes. It’s not like me to cry—not in front of another, and definitely, not in the bed of a man I let fuck me. But then, there have already been so many firsts with Hunter, I’m beginning to lose count. Is that good or bad? Or maybe, here under this roof, and with him, as we are snowed in over Christmas, it doesn’t matter?

As if he senses the train of my thoughts, he cups my cheek and says, "I’ll do anything to make you feel better, Fire."

"Anything?" I tilt my head.

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Hunter

"Anything," I murmur.

She blinks away the brightness in her eyes, then offers me a slight smile. "There was this one thing."

"Oh?"

She releases her hold on my wrist, only to trail her fingers up my forearm. Goosebumps pop on my skin. My shoulder muscles tighten.

"I have this burning sensation in my center," she murmurs.

"Was that here?" I kiss the tip of her nose.

"Not the center of my nose." Her lips tip up.

"Is it here, perhaps?" I lower my head and kiss the hollow at the base of her neck. Her scent—that blend of orange blossoms and vanilla, with a tang of pepper, instantly goes to my head. My cock thickens. "Or maybe here?" I press tiny kisses down to the space between her breasts.

Her breath hitches. She grips my shoulders, and I can’t stop the rumble of satisfaction that wells up my throat. I continue to kiss my way down to her belly button. "Was it here, you think?"

"No," her voice trembles.

"Or maybe here?" I drag my chin down her lower belly to the flesh just above her clit.

She writhes under me, then digs her fingers into my hair.

"Not there." Impatience threads her voice, and I chuckle.

She tugs on my hair, and pinpricks of heat zip down my spine. My balls tighten.

I press a kiss into her inner thigh, and she moans. I nibble on the skin over her thigh and she pushes up her core, chasing my tongue.

I laugh and she makes a noise at the back of her throat. "Are you teasing me, Whittington?"

"Always, Fire."

She rears up, but I flatten my palm in the center of her chest and hold her in place. "Patience, Fire."

"Fuck patience," she snaps.

"Now, where’s the fun in that, hmm?"

"I’m beginning to wonder if you can even find my cli—" She gasps as I swipe my tongue up her pussy lips. I wrap my tongue around the swollen nub hidden there, and she yanks on my hair. "Oh, god, Hunter."

Finally, fuck."If I knew this is what it took for you to say my name, I’d have gone down on you as soon as I met you."

"As if I’d have allowed it."

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