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“Give me a kiss first,” he whispered, moving his hands down to my thighs and gripping them tightly.

I smiled at him and place my lips on his, giving him a quick kiss before sitting back up.

“Get up now.”

“That wasn’t a real kiss. I wanna taste you. Come here.”

I watched him for a moment before leaning back down and pressing my lips onto his, letting his tongue push into my mouth and move against mine passionately.

His hands wandered from my thighs to my ass, squeezing gently and moving my hips back and forth so I’d rub against his hardening shaft.

I moaned softly, and his groans got louder with each stroke of my pussy along his length.

We had to be quiet as Papa was awake already, walking around camp with his boots and crushing the fresh snow which had fallen overnight.

We got a few inches each night, but it didn’t bother us much as we shoveled the snow aside the next day.

When we’d come back, camp would be covered in snow, but luckily, all the things we left here would be safe in Papa’s new cabin.

Fennec’s hands stayed on my ass, massaging it while he continued to help me move my hips on top of him.

This was what we did a lot when we were up here, and I loved the way we teased each other, hidden away from Papa, hoping not to get caught.

He wouldn’t understand what Fennec and I had.

Our kiss got more aggressive, both wanting to take control and not letting the other take over while our tongues danced and curled around each other.

A deep growl came from his chest, but that didn’t scare me off.

I wrapped my fingers around his locks and fisted them tightly, tugging on his hair as he moved his hand between my slit from behind.

We were only wearing our sweatpants and sweaters which kept us warm as we were cuddled up underneath the blankets, so it was easy for him to feel the wetness in my panties.

I would be getting my period again soon, and I was excited to find out if he’d be grossed out by it or not.

In that dream I once had, he was all over me.

No matter how much blood came out of me.

Hell, he had enjoyed licking me and making me come, no matter the amount of blood I was losing.

The memory of it turned me on more, and I started to rock my hips faster against him, feeling his cock jolt with every stroke.

He hadn’t tied me last night, but he kept holding on to me tightly so he would feel me move if I were to sleepwalk again.

It hadn’t happened in a while, luckily.

Maybe it was because I felt safer with him that close to me, and knowing that our love turned into so much more.

Fennec broke the kiss as he turned me onto my back and leaned over me with his elbow propped up next to my head and his right hand moving between my legs, pushing into my pants and rubbing my clit.

“I hate when you tell me what to do. It’s supposed to be the other way around, isn’t it?” he teased.

“If that’s so…why aren’t you taking control over me yet?” I replied, sounding like a tease myself.

I liked this little game we played.

“If it were up to me, I’d have already fucked you up here,” he whispered, his lips grazing mine. “But I know you would moan and scream my name, and you know Papa can’t find out.”

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