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A deep throb came from within my panties and I whimpered audibly. Then, I tried to play it off like I was clearing my throat.
Outside, the wind howled and some of the gust blew in through the tiniest gaps in the makeshift window coverings. I nearly shrieked at how cold it felt against my skin, but instead I looked around for a blanket.
“What do you need?” Gabe asked with genuine concern.
“Blanket!” I managed to get out between my chattering teeth.
Gabe leapt to his feet and snatched the one off the sofa he’d been sleeping with the night before. Then he sat down beside me and wrapped it around us both.
“Maybe strip poker wasn’t the best idea when it’s subarctic outside.”
I laughed, leaning in to his firm body a little, trying to steal the warmth from it. “Any chance you could liven up that fire?” I asked.
“Certainly,” he replied. Then he stood and grabbed the poker, adding wood to the blaze as he went.
I took the blanket and climbed onto the couch. Gabe was done in a matter of minutes and sat down beside me, prodding at the opening of the blanket.
“Get your own.” I laughed.
“This is mine,” he said back in defiance. “Let me in.”
I sighed heavily, opened my heat burrito, and allowed him to slide in beside me. He pulled me into him so we were sitting chest to back, his legs on either side of me. His hands rested on my hips, and almost subconsciously he began to squeeze them.
“Excuse you, sir,” I said, pretending to be furious. “I’m not sure what you think you’re doing. But that is reserved for winners of strip poker, and I’m afraid you didn’t finish the game.”
“No,” Gabe said in my ear. “I’m pretty sure these were for the winner.”
His hands went to my breasts and I gasped as he gave them a firm squeeze. I felt him get hard against me, and I shuddered, my ass subconsciously arching against him.
At first, he rubbed them like he was giving me a massage, but his fingers quickly dipped below the fabric, running across my nipples with their icy touch.
I moaned and this time he bucked against me, my noises propelling him into carnal desire.
“God, those are good,” he whispered in my ear. “Big and soft and with deliciously hard nipples.”
The fabric of my panties was definitely soaked now, and he wasn’t stopping any time soon. In fact, he ran a hand down my stomach, gently toying with the outside of my pussy.
“Gabe…” I gasped, still hellbent on not letting him know how much he was affecting me.
“Shh,” he said. “I’m only here to keep you warm.”
He was definitely warming me up, all right. In fact, I was nearly sweating. I could feel him gyrate against me and I knew I wanted to have him inside me. God, I was weak. A few mugs of boozy hot cocoa and an hour of friendly conversation and I was already begging this man to be inside of me.
Gabe slid his free hand down my arm, taking my hand and tucking it inside his boxers where I found exactly what I expected to find.
He was impressively thick and he shuddered at my touch. I could smell his body wash as I touched him, which was impressive considering it had been at least twenty-four hours since he’d taken a shower. Guys with this kind of impeccable hygiene were hard to come by. I was certainly reconsidering most, if not all, of my opinions on him being a slimeball.
“Jenna…” he sighed. “God that feels good.”
His skin was soft beneath my touch and it was a very pleasant contrast to how unfathomably hard he was. I ran first one, then two fingers up and down his shaft while he continued to play with me, his lips going suddenly to my shoulder.
“Is this okay?” he asked, breathing against my skin.
“Mmhmm,” I said as his kisses electrified my skin.
I could feel his teeth graze and nip at my neck, then his massive hands clenched my hips and pulled me forcefully against his cock.
“This is so fucking wrong,” he growled, sounding as though he were fighting against some kind of inner demon. “But God, I want you so bad. And I should get to have what I want on this trip, too, right?”
