Page 70 of Second Chance Christmas

“Kade has a friend that offers sleigh rides so he set me up.”

Aspen’s expression melded into one of contemplation as he guided the horse and sleigh toward town and she knew where his thoughts had turned.

“Ivy Sunday. Last night I meant what I said. Please stay.”

“We have so much history together.”

One tug and he had her on his lap, legs spread wide. He growled low in his throat feeling her body glide over his, no doubt. The heat in his eyes was a good indicator. He sensually slid his hands under the long winter skirt she opted for tonight and stroked warm hands from her knees all the way up to the band of her panties.

At some point, he’d lost the gloves and the callused skin of his palms and fingers sent a shiver to rush up her spine.

“Aspen, I?—”

“What, Ivy Sunday? You what? Love me? But don’t know how to say it? Don’t let pride get in the way. I told you, you’re not leaving Dixen and if you do manage to slip away, this time I‘ll chase you and move heaven and the fucking earth to convince you to come back with me.”

“Fuck, Aspen.”

“I’m telling you the truth.”

Between them, his shaft was hard as stone and she couldn’t help grinding her hips against the length held back by a strong zipper.

The truth was, the more she thought about it, the easier it was getting to see she belonged in Dixen with Aspen, but

He tugged the blanket around them and cocooned them in warmth.

His eyes burned into hers and she got the strong impressions he did mean every last word he muttered between them.

“Believe me, Ivy Sunday, this time you’re not getting away from me. I want to see you round with my baby but before that, I want to spend days and nights relearning how to pleasure your body. Take you to heights you’ve never reached and cum so deep inside you my mark will never be erased from your body.”

“Fuck, Aspen!” Did she already say that? Who cared!

She passed her tongue over her bottom lip and his cock became impossibly harder nestled between her pussy lips with only a scrap of cloth between them.

“I want you, Aspen. Fuck me. Right now.”

His lips crashed into her and she moaned into his mouth. Her legs tightened around his waist like she belonged locked around him. The hiss of a zipper and the heat of the fat head of his arousal were the only two things she could focus on while tucked under the heavy blanket with her fireman.

Ivy cried out as he slid into her slicked-up pussy that was dripping wet from the second he kissed her back on the porch. Funny how easy and fast her body responded to him.

Suddenly it’s like they couldn’t get enough of one another. She slid her hands beneath his sweater and raked her nails over all his taut muscles causing him to thrust into her. She brought her weight down and oh fuck that was pure bliss. He grunted in her ear. Holding her in place with strong arms around her she felt safe leaning back to drive down harder and faster.

“tilt your hips baby, just a little. That’s right. Fuck yeah.” His words became rough and commanding as he thrusted up into her and she rocked. The sticky sweet sound of her juices coating him brought a moan from her lips. So sexy and God, so hot. The smell of her arousal filled the air.

“Look at me,” he commanded gruffly

She did.

“You’re perfect for me and all mine. I looked for you every time I opened my door for eight fucking years, woman.”

She moved her hands lower, teasing the tips over ribs and feeling his ragged breaths tear through him.

He, on the other hand, popped the buttons of her blouse and pulled the sides away to reveal her bra. One second and he had her nipples bare to the cold. Warm lips descended over the hard tips as he hollowed his cheeks and suckled.

She cooed softly, fucking his thick cock in slow, steady strokes as he feasted on her breasts. Molten hot liquid coated them both and the sound of his growls filled her ears.

He was hungry for her and damn if that wasn’t sexy as hell and made her walls clench around him.

“God, how I’d missed him.” He drove up into her harder, faster.”

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