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“Let go, baby. Give it to me.”

“Taylor,” she moaned. The sound of his name on her lips put together with the sight in front of him was a heady mix. “More.”

“That’s right,” he said as he added some more pressure to her clit.

“Oh my god,” she cried out as her back bowed, and she tried to close her legs around his hands.

Her climax came barreling out of her as she moaned and went rigid. It was everything.

He couldn’t take his eyes off her as her entire body pulsed with each wave of pleasure.

He slid the toy out but kept his fingers on her pulsing clit until he was certain she was finished. After a few deep breaths, a smile stretched across her face.

“Wow,” she said with a sigh.

“Good?”

She looked at him with that lazy, sated smile. “So good.”

“Better with two people?”

“So much better,” she said, reaching for him.

He easily fell next to her and pulled her into his arms. She kissed him, but she could barely keep her eyes open.

“Good night,” he said before pressing a sweet kiss to her lips.

“Good night.”

He watched her with a deep sense of gratification at her falling instantly asleep.

The sense of accomplishment made him smile. Before long, a yawn cracked his mouth. He settled in, pulling her close to him and closed his eyes.

18

Alice

The next morning, she woke up in her bed alone. A part of her questioned whether this had all been a dream. Surely, one of her father’s hockey players didn’t show up and get snowed into her cabin and fuck her with his magnificent cock and then fuck her with her own dildo. That was just not the world she lived in, but as she opened her bedroom door and was greeted by the scent of fresh coffee and sizzling bacon, she relaxed.

When she got to the landing, Taylor was making his way through the living room with a plate of bacon and eggs and a steaming mug of coffee.

“Hey, I’m bringing you breakfast in bed, but I can’t do that if you are not in bed,” he said once he looked up at her.

A grin slowly crept across her face. She had been trying not to fall in love with this man. The thought terrified her. How could she have let herself fall for him? But when she thought more about it, how could she not?

After all, she had been thinking about him ever since the gala. He had talked with her with an actual interest in what she did. He had danced with her and held her like he was happy to just be on the dance floor, existing. These past two days had been nothing short of magical. Of course, she was in love with this man. Getting over him was going to be the hardest one yet, but she did have a surprising emotion intermixing with all the fear. Hope. Hope that maybe he felt the same way.

“Turn around, Sunshine, and get back in bed.”

And with that, she turned and made her way back to the room.

As she got her pillows moved and fluffed, Taylor kicked the door shut behind him and set the tray on the bedspread. Before her was a tray with two ham-and-cheese omelets, two mugs of steaming coffee, and two big cinnamon rolls.

“That’s it... best Christmas ever,” she said, taking a plate from the tray.

“Is breakfast in bed all it took?” Taylor chuckled.

“No. Everything you’ve done has made that the case... I mean that.” She took a deep breath. She couldn’t believe she was about to say this, but there was no holding in feelings this big. “You’ve made this holiday magical. I’ll be sad when it’s all over.”

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