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“You deserve so much more than—”

I stopped his denial when I placed a finger on his lips. “How about you let me decide what I deserve? Because you have no idea how long it’s been for me. And if I don’t feel your fingers on me, I might just self-destruct.”

He pressed a kiss against my finger. “And my mouth too?”

I smiled back at him. “Depends on where you want to put it.”

“It’d be easier if I told you where Idon’twant to put it.”

I raised my eyebrows and waited for him to continue.

“Anything and everything you want, sugarplum. Just consider me your Christmas present this year.”

“Really? I wasn’t expecting anything from Santa this year.” I batted my eyes at him. “I haven’t exactly been a good girl…”

“Fuuuuuck.” Cole stepped back and tugged my arm, trying to lead me down the hallway off the kitchen. “You just might be my dream girl.”

I pulled back against his tug. “Why do we have to leave the room? I’ve always wanted to have sex in front of a fireplace. And you have a nice, fluffy rug right here.”

Cole grinned. “I have another fireplace in the main bedroom with an even fluffier ruganda box of condoms.”

“Say no more!” I stopped pulling against his hold and took a few steps toward the hallway myself. “Let’s go!”

Chapter 4

Cole’s laughter echoed down the hallway as we made our way to his bedroom. I knew I should feel abashed at my brazenness, but I was too…everything. Excited. Turned on. Tingling. It felt like my skin was vibrating.

He pulled to a stop inside the doorway to what I assumed was his bedroom. I couldn’t see it because the second we reached it, he cupped my face in his hands and kissed me again. I kissed him back as we stumbled into his room. Lips and tongues sliding as we grasped at each other. His hands slid under my shirt to tease my aching nipples, and mine fumbled at the button fly on his jeans.

Tired of the barrier between us, I stepped back and dragged my shirt up and off my body, and a beat later my bra followed. Cole’s eyes darkened as he took all of me in. For the first time in my life, I stood in front of my lover totally and completely relaxed in my nudity.

Because of him. And that look in his eyes. Cole clearly wanted everything he could see. No judgement. He accepted all of me.

I swayed toward him and kissed him again. My fingers threaded through his hair to hold him tight while I arched into his seeking touch. As he kissed me back, his thumbs gently brushed against my nipples. His touch electrified me and I whimpered.

Cole pulled back with a groan. “Your tits are fucking amazing.”

“Uh, thank you?”

“No, thankyou. In fact, I’m afraid I’m going to have to make it a rule that you must always be topless when you’re in this house. Mandatory.”

I laughed huskily. “But it’s December. In Tahoe. It’s cold.”

“Oh, you won’t have to worry about that, sugarplum. I plan on keeping you plenty warm.”

I shivered at the naughty promise in his eyes, and I tilted my head. “I’ll only agree if there’s reciprocity.”

“See? I knew you were smart, coming at me with the S.A.T. words.” Cole raised his eyebrows with a smirk. “Will you think less of me if I confess that I have no fucking clue what you just said?”

“Maybe a little.” I rolled my eyes even as I smiled back at him. “I’m saying I’ll do it if you do too.”

“Deal.” But he just stood there, staring at me with this wonderstruck expression that did serious things to my pulse.

“Get naked, you fool!”

“Oh. Right.” His hands went from his collar to his fly and back like he was flustered.

LikeIhad flustered him.

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