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His wife reaches over to grasp his hand, then pulls out a present from her lap. “Lilianne, I have this for you.”
I take the present from her. Green paper with snowmen all over stare back at me as I peer at it. My heart squeezes. “Thank you,” I tell her.
“It’s nothing much,” she says as I open it, pulling out a royal blue knitted hat. “I noticed you didn’t have one.”
“Wow, this is…” I peer into her eyes. “Thank you,” I tell her, pulling the hat over my head. “It fits perfectly.”
She gets up with the rest of the guests, and I give her a hug. “You’re welcome. I don’t want to see you catch your death out there today.”
I smile as she pulls away. Cam tells them we’ll leave in ten minutes if everyone is okay with that. They all agree, and I find myself waiting outside in the snow with my cute hat, my hands shoved into my jacket, and my heart full as Cam pulls around in a big white van with the words,Winterhaven Shuttlescrawled across the side. The i in Winterhaven is dotted with an elf’s head, the t is a stocking, and the a and e are Mr. and Mrs. Claus respectively. It’s positively adorable.
Uncle Cam gets out to hold the passenger door open for me. “Come on in.”
I start that way, and he gives my butt a squeeze as I get in. “Where did this come from?”
“It’s the inn’s shuttle,” he tells me, shrugging like he’s been using it this entire time. This inn must have been really something.
He helps the rest of the guests into the back, and then we’re on our way. The snow sparkles with the sun’s rays bouncing off it. It’s cold enough to see my breath, but the shuttle’s heat is working just fine, so it’s toasty inside.
At the fair, everyone is smiling and waving. I shop from booth to booth, mostly looking at all the crafts. Of course, I get a hot cocoa and sip it, and surprisingly, Uncle Cam doesn’t leave my side. He doesn’t shy away when people come near. He points out different things, and it’s almost as if we’re learning each other. He finds out I love reindeer, and every time my hot cocoa runs out, he brings me another.
We stop and watch a snowman making competition. There are games, too. Kids throwing snowballs at targets where they win stuffed animals with red scarves or a blow-up reindeer, or a package of candy canes.
We walk around for so long that my stomach starts growling. We stop and eat at the Wonderland Eatery and then make our rounds again until we end up near the road when a carriage passes. Uncle Cam nudges me. “Do you want to go for a ride?”
“Really?”
“I saw you eyeing them up last time.”
“I would love to,” I tell him, a little astonished.
He flags down the driver, calling him Harry, who tells him he has an opening next if we want to hop on.
My heart leaps in my chest as Uncle Cam helps me into the sleigh. There’s a holder for my hot cocoa and a white and red checkered wool blanket that Cam pulls onto our laps.
“Here we go,” Harry says, clucking at the horses until they take off.
Cam puts his arm around me, pulling me close. I’m in awe of how open he’s being, but I’m quickly distracted when white flakes start falling from the sky. They’re few and far between. Just a dusting. “This is so cool,” I say as Harry navigates the horses through the streets of Winterhaven. People walking the sidewalks all wave to us until we come out the other side of the small town and pull into a field where I can tell the horses have been before. Up ahead, there’s an opening in the forest, and the tracks lead that way. Straight through a true winter wonderland. Undisturbed snow clinging to branches. Iced over ponds. It’s breathtaking.
Cam takes his arm off my shoulders and instead, places it on my thigh. He traces his thumb back and forth over my jeans, and I don’t even realize he’s doing it until he moves higher and higher. He caresses the area just below my apex, and I sit back, dragging my gaze away from the beautiful scene in front of me to his mischievous green eyes. He leans over and whispers, “I hope you can be quiet.”
With the blanket still firmly over our laps, he deftly unzips my jeans with one hand, unclasping my button, and cups me within moments. I press my lips together to keep from moaning.Is he serious?I eye Harry’s back. He hasn’t turned around once, and even if he had, the blanket is there, right?
Right, I tell myself because there’s no way I’m stopping Uncle Cam from what he’s doing. He reaches inside my jeans, and I shift to help, moving my jeans down a little to give him freedom of movement as he pries my legs apart and circles my clit over my panties.
I grab his arm, holding on to it as he watches my every movement. My breath hitches. There’s a tightness in my chest, a restraint. I don’t want to call attention to what we’re doing, but damn, I want more.
He leans over. “You’re so beautiful, baby girl. I couldn’t help myself.” He nips at my ear. “I was jealous of the trees. You kept looking at them like you were in awe, but I’m used to you looking at me like that.”
I’m flustered and wet. I open my legs wider, and he takes the opportunity to slip under my panties, working my juices over my folds until he slips his finger inside.
I jerk into him, and he smiles against the shell of my ear. “If you keep quiet, I’ll give you a present later.”
With the sultry tone in his voice, I know exactly the kind of gift he wants to give me, and I’m all in.
“Have I told you how much I love this pussy?” he whispers. I angle my hips up, and he drives his finger inside me again, swirling and stroking in perfect harmony.
“When you come, I want to feel you squeeze me. Can you do that?”
