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Our bodies moved together, her hips arching upward to meet my own. She moaned as we continued this slow and steady rhythm until, finally, our pace increased.

The sensations of being inside her were pulling at me, but I wanted to deny myself the release right now. I wanted to orgasm with her—the two of us in sync.

And I could tell she was close by the change in her whimpers. They were becoming louder and more primal.

“I want you to come with me,” she whispered.

That was exactly what I needed to hear to push me over the precipice. I stared down at her, wanting to see her face when she came undone.

“I’m ready for you. I want to feel you come around me.” I slid a hand between us to rub circles around her clit.

And together, we exploded, her sex clenching and unclenching, coaxing me to come harder. She screamed my name, and I’d never heard anything so fucking sexy. The seconds that ticked by seemed like hours as the pleasure went on and on.

I pulled out and collapsed next to her.

We lay there in bliss for a few moments before finally coming down from our high. As we recovered from our passionate exploit, all that was left was a feeling of pure contentment that only came after such an experience.

I looked over at her and ran my fingers down her jawline. “That was—”

“Incredible,” she finished my thought for me.

After gazing at me for a minute that seemed like an hour, she rolled over, draped her leg across me, and nuzzled her head into the crook of my shoulder. We didn’t talk, but we didn’t need to. It was refreshing being comfortable in each other’s silence—finding solace in just being together.

After a few minutes, she spoke. “You once told me that you’ve spent your life trying to live up to your siblings. But I think your brothers should be worried about being compared to you.”

“Just because I can give you mind-blowing orgasms?”

She laughed. “Well, yes. But it’s not just that. You created a multi-million-dollar company from something you’re passionate about. I mean, you give people experiences of a lifetime with the adventure trips you curate. Not many people have that sort of drive. And even more than that, you’re kind and loyal. I see the way you look out for Bodhi and Mason. And Eric has always known that he can count on you. And now I know I can count on you. You’re easy to talk to, and when I’m with you, I feel safe and cherished.”

It was one thing to know your worth internally, but hearing it spoken aloud, and from someone as special as her, added an entirely different dimension to it.

For one of the first times in my life, someone I cared about was actually seeing me in a way I wanted to be seen—someone who had worth.

I had always been proud of my achievements, but her recognition made my breath hitch. Beyond the accolades and the successes, it was the deeper, intrinsic values she appreciated.

Her words made me feel seen, genuinely seen, for the first time in a long time. The raw sincerity in her voice made my stomach flutter, a sensation I wasn’t entirely used to.

“Thank you, Zoey,” I said. “That’s the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me.” And that was true. Her words touched me in a way that was indescribable.

She pressed her body against mine to embrace me, her orange and vanilla scent washing over me, drawing me in. “I mean every word.”

I smiled, and she looked up at me to return it. I’d never had moments like these with a woman—when I felt our connection went beyond spoken language.

We lingered in that serene moment for a little longer before finally getting up and dressed. Hand in hand, we walked down to join the others.

Upon entering the living area, Mason looked up. “That hot cocoa must have really been something.”

Zoey tittered. “Let it be known that chocolate is my weakness.”

“Then I’m going to buy you a chocolate factory,” he countered.

Bodhi, lounging on the sofa, couldn’t help but roll his eyes at Mason’s remark. “All right, Willy Wonka, let’s not get carried away.”

Mason snickered. He was typically so serious, so this new side to him was such a pleasant surprise—it had to be because of Zoey.

Zoey sat in between Mason and Bodhi. “So, any grand plans for today?”

“Well,” Bodhi began, “I was thinking it might be fun to make some Christmas cookies.”

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