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“God,” I said, not for the first time about something Jenna had done to surprise me. Something that made me feel so good I almost lost my footing. “Jenna…”
She took me into her mouth again, this time without needing any urging from me. She began to bob her head back and forth, taking me deeper than I thought I could go, and certainly deeper than I would have done without her permission.
My hands went to her hair, which I gripped like it was all that kept me from floating away. She made a little noise of surprise, but began to pump even faster.
“Fuck,” I said, nearing my edge and ready to go over it. “Yes, Jenna. Yes, baby girl. You suck Daddy so fucking good… so fucking… good… I’m going to come.” I wanted to give her the chance to pull away if she didn’t want me to finish in her mouth, but she reached around and grabbed my ass, holding me to her face.
With a loud groan, I emptied myself into her throat, feeling the sweet sensation of her swallowing me down as I did. I panted, the descent from my orgasm leaving me breathless.
Jenna wiped her mouth, grinning like she’d won something. She stood and, without a word, went over to the tree and started hanging ornaments like nothing had happened.
“Well?” she said, looking back at me over her shoulder after a moment. “Are we decorating the tree or not?”
Chapter Seventeen
Jenna
Bylateafternoon,Gabeand I could actually see out of the windows. The snow had lessened in its force and was now falling in a light, delicate swirl. Looking out into it, I wondered if the windchill was tolerable enough to venture into the great white. The way the snow blanketed everything, like a winter wonderland totally devoid of footprints, brought me back to a memory of my father on Christmas morning, and despite the still freezing cabin, my heart was warmed.
Gabe, who was sitting and reading the book I had brought and finished, looked up at me, then out to the sprawling front grounds. He seemed to know what was on my mind, because he got to his feet and joined me where I stood.
“Looks beautiful,” he said, but when I looked at him, his eyes were on me rather than the snow.
I blushed and looked back out the window. “Yeah,” I said. “It really is.”
“What would you think about braving the cold for some snow action?”
I turned to face him, my back pressed to the doorframe, and smiled. “Maybe. If I did, would you come with me?”
Gabe nodded and pushed a piece of my hair behind my ear with a grin that could have made me melt into the floor. How did someone this absolutely gorgeous and deceptively sweet end up giving me the time of day?
“That was sort of the point,” he said. “Be warned, though. I’ve got a wicked aim for snowballs.”
I pushed him away playfully. “Who said anything about snowballs?”
“You don’t really expect me to go out there and not throw a snowball, do you?” he asked, rubbing his hands together like he was warming up to make one.
“Oh, you’re so on,” I said, darting away from him and toward the door, where my coat and gloves were. “I may have the aim of a toddler, but I’m fast. Do not underestimate me.”
Gabe rushed around, grabbing some of his winter gear that had ended up around the house after he came in from the cold the other night. He pulled his socks on without thinking, and went sliding across the kitchen floor to the front door, nearly bowling me over.
“Careful!” I said, laughing as I caught him by the arms. “If you break a bone, you don’t get to lose to me in a snowball fight.”
“Lose?” he said, tugging on his boots. “Just because Iseemlike a gentleman doesn’t mean I have any mercy when it comes to war.”
“War, is it?” I said, rushing outside before he even had his coat on to get a head start on making my snowballs.
“Hey!” he called after me. “That’s cheating!”
“Two can play the no mercy game,” I reported, laughing as I dove into the snow.
It came up almost to my knees, and moving through it was hard. After a few slow, restricted steps, I turned back to Gabe.
“The fight might have to wait,” I said, but a second later, I dodged a snowball he’d tossed at me. “Hey! Close range? Not cool.”
He shrugged, tossing another ball up in the air and catching it. “All’s fair, right?”
“Oh, you’re so on!”
