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Fox lifts one corner of his mouth into a devilish grin. “I better investigate this claim.”

“Y-yes.”

Fox lowers his face between my legs, his hot breath tickling my wet flesh. Reminding me how easily he made me come apart last night.

His tongue drags lazily through my folds, exploring every crevice. There’s nothing rushed about the way he circles my clit as his beard rubs against my sensitive skin. I lift up on my elbows so I can watch, simultaneously rocking slowly against his expert mouth. I’ve never been so fucking turned on in my life.

I gyrate my hips a little quicker, a quiet plea for him to pick up the pace. I needmore. The jerk knows it, too, because he laughs. The vibration sending bolts of electricity straight through my core.

I don’t realize I’ve been moaning until his name slips from my lips.

“That’s it,” he says approvingly. “Let go, Alida. Come on my face.”

Fisting the sheets, I rock harder against the mouth that has turned hungry against my pussy. I cry out, so fucking thankful we have the cabin to ourselves right now. Because I don’t know how I could muffle these moans. And frankly, I don’t want to. I don’t want a single reason to hold back.

Not tonight.

I come apart so thoroughly tingling erupts throughout my body.

Fox climbs over me, lining that glorious cock up with my center. I reach between us and take it in my hands. “Let me,” I insist, guiding him to my entrance and lifting my hips to invite him in.

His swollen head sinks into my channel and I gasp at the sensation. He’s so fucking big.

“It’ll fit, sweetheart. Just relax and let me in.”

“Oh what the hell,” I mutter. “There are worse ways to die.”

Fox traces his fingers along my jaw, bring my lips to his. The gentle kiss turns more passionate with each inch deeper he thrusts. I wrap my legs around his back, inviting him all of the way in. I nearly lose it when I feel his balls bounce against me.

We make out, a tangle of arms and legs and lips, as he rocks in and out of me. Each thrust is a little faster, a little harder, than the one before. But it’s not enough. I want more. “Harder,” I demand. “Faster.”

“You’re sure?”

“Don’t make me say it twice.”

“Then hold on. It’s about to get rough.”

He pummels into me, over and over again. I hold on tight, our body smashed together. He wraps his arms around my back, a promise he won’t let go. Our kisses are hard, bruising, passionate. Our tongues wild in their exploration of one another. To my utter shock, I feel another wave of pleasure building.

“How—”

“Just let go, Alida. Let go and we’ll come together.”

His words are the tipping point. The permission to fall off the cliff and soar to new heights. My orgasm ripples throughout my entire body as I cry out in octaves I didn’t even know I could hit. But it’s when he grunts above me that I lose it entirely. We lock eyes as we both come the rest of the way apart together.

Fox empties himself inside me, and I swear, I’ve never felt so complete in my whole life.

It’s the most exhilarating—and terrifying—feeling I’ve ever experienced. I’m not ready to unpack all these emotions. Not tonight. Maybe not ever. So when Fox breaks his lips apart from mine, I comb a hand through his shaggy hair and ask, “Can we do that again?”

CHAPTER

FOURTEEN

FOX

After round number who-the-fuck-knows-we-lost-count and daylight breaking, Alida slips away to take a shower. We’re going to be exhausted today, but I have zero regrets. There’s no better way I can think to spend Christmas than bringing each other to new heights of pleasure. Never in my life, have I experienced such intensity with another woman.

It’s just one of many reasons I know Alida is it.

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