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She laughed.
“Did they have whipped cream in that fridge?” I asked, heading for the kitchen. Licking food off her body became very important.
She stopped squirming. “Maybe. Definitely chocolate syrup.”
My dick went from a semi to full-on hammer. “Even better.”
Fuck, this was so much better than work.
38
EVE
“We wentover this in the cam room. Pink’s my favorite color. What’s yours?” I asked.
We were sprawled across a couch in the lobby. Silas lay sideways on it and I was on top of him. His hand was resting on my ass. Oh, and we were naked. Again. He’d started a fire in the massive fireplace. Thankfully, the nook for wood had already been filled. The storm had stopped a few hours earlier and outdoors was a post-blizzard winter wonderland. We had heat, electricity, fire, and food. And chocolate syrup. We were content.
And sated. I lost track of how many orgasms he gave me. How many places we fucked.
There was the bed.
The prep counter in the kitchen.
The wall in the dining room.
The registration desk.
This sofa, which probably, along with every other spot, needed to be well sanitized before the opening.
I hadn’t thought about anything at all outside of the little bubble we were in. Or was it a snow globe?
No plows meant no escape. I worried about the shop remaining closed, but Silas had said no one would head out to get coffee. If they did, they’d understand why the shop wasn’t open. I let it go.
I let everything go except being with Silas.
We were taking a break before we christened some other spot in the inn, just talking.
I was… happy. Being snowed in with him, I knew I was all in. This guy, he was amazing. Perfect. Ridiculously bossy. Hot. Sexy. Silly, even.
“Just like your pussy. Nipples, too,” he murmured, his hand on my butt sliding inwards so the fingertips brushed my center. “Mmm, like that?”
I smiled and kissed his chest. “You know I do, but you’re distracting me on purpose.”
“Why would I do that?” he asked.
“Because you don’t want to tell me what your favorite color is.”
I felt his laugh, the slight shaking of his body beneath mine. “Tan.”
I lifted my chin and looked in his eyes. “Your favorite color istan?”
He shrugged and it moved us ever so slightly. “I don’t know. I never really thought of it. I never really bought my own clothes.”
“Your favorite color isn’t only tied to clothes. It could be what you paint the walls in your house.”
“My apartment walls are tan. Are yours pink? Fuck, will I come over and lose my mind knowing your place is painted the same shade as those plump little nipples?”
I squirmed because this was foreplay. Ridiculous, but it was working. “No.”
