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Completely spent and out of breath, I collapse on top of him, but he gives me no time to catch my breath. He flips me onto my back and climbs on top of me.

He kisses me deeply, forcing his tongue into my mouth.

“Why do I have the feeling that no one’s ever made you come like that before me?” he asks against my mouth.

“No one’s ever done that to me before you.”

“I’m the only man who’s ever eaten your pussy?”

I nod, not willing to break the kiss again. I suck on his tongue, all embarrassment from earlier gone.

“Spread your legs for me.” I spread as wide as possible, and with no other warning, he plunges his cock inside of me.

CHAPTER 16

NICK

“What about this one?” She sticks my iPad in my face, and I pretend to look at it for a second before waving it off.

“That’s like the millionth sectional you’ve shown me today.”

She mutters something under her breath and continues to flip through photos. Unable to help myself, I reach over and wiggle the glasses on her face.

“You look really sexy in those. How come I’ve never seen you with glasses before?”

“I wear contacts, but I forgot to bring them with me. How about this one?” This time, I don’t bother to look at the iPad. I take it from her and lay it on the nightstand. She crosses her arms, doing her best to look angry, but all I can do is laugh when she gives me her sternest look.

“Really? You’re going to get mad at me while you’re sitting on top of me in nothing but my T-shirt? And no panties.” I whisper the last part, and she rewards me with a blush. I pull her crossed arms apart and pull her on top of my body. She lands on my naked chest with a thud and a squeal.

“Why put on panties when you keep taking them off?” she asks. I run my hand down her spine and cup her bare ass. I know the exact moment she feels my hardening against her stomach because her eyes widen.

“You’re so beautiful,” I say as I pull her to my side and kiss her temple. “The most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”

“Stop,” she says.

“It’s true.”

“You might need these.” She takes off her glasses and hands them to me. I grab them and put them on top of the iPad. “Why don’t you tell me why you live in a house that only has furniture in the master bedroom. Where were you living before this?”

“Chicago. I went to Northwestern for college and never came back east permanently. I had made a life there, and then it turned to shit.”

“What happened?” she asks, lifting her head to look at me. She reaches up and pushes hair off my forehead.

“I was in a relationship and it fell apart. I sold my business. I was planning on going to Bali for a year, but then I got the call from Uncle Joe, so here I am. And here we are. I traded Bali for snow and a girl who is obsessed with all things Christmas. Do you think I made the right choice?”

She furrows her brows and nibbles on that luscious bottom lip, deep in thought.

“Travel? But I thought—” She stops talking when her phone vibrates on the nightstand. “Shit! It’s my mom. Let me take this.” She hops off the bed, grabs the phone, and runs into the closet.

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“What’s wrong with Bob’s Discount Furniture?” she asks. I give her a look before turning back to the road. “Not even Jordan’s Furniture? They have the Enchanted Village and the Polar Express ride!”

I shake my head at her again, but I can’t help the laugh that escapes.

“Your Christmas leggings and matching sweater aren’t enough? What about these Christmas carols you’re forcing me to listen to? Now you need Christmas rides on top of everything else?”

“Yes, Nick! Christmas is magical, and it only happens once a year! You need to get into the Christmas spirit, and stop wearing so much gray.”

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