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He traveled a path of kisses down the side of my neck. “We could even be snowed in for a couple days. Unable to leave the house,” I continued.

His lips moved over to the other side, and despite the roaring fire, I felt a chill slither down to my toes. Three months. Almost three months to the day since we got back together and every time he touched me, it reminded me all over again that I made the right decision.

“Mmm,” I moaned. “Whatever will we do with all that time?”

“We could make an igloo.”

I turned around and faced him. “An igloo?” I said, laughing.

“Sure. Haven’t you ever done that before?”

“Well, let’s see.” He began working on the front of my neck, brushing down to my collarbone. “I remember lots of snow families and open-topped forts. Even a dragon once. But no, never an actual igloo.”

He pulled my sweater down one shoulder and ran his tongue over the tip, eliciting more shivers. Before Chase, I would have never considered my shoulder an erogenous zone.

“If it’s made right,” he said, “it can get really warm inside. Enough to get naked.”

His hands were feeling their way over the curve of my ass. His lips were driving me insane. “Sounds like an interesting way to spend New Year’s Eve. Maybe we should practice inside first.”

I couldn’t think of anything better than spending the next day or two holed up in his arms. We still saw each other as often as we could, but his schedule was more hectic during the school year. It made times like these ones to cherish.

“Do you know what I want to do first?” He crouched down and lifted my sweater, giving him access to the sensitive skin across my belly. “I want your pussy on my tongue. I want to taste you until you scream for me.”

“Mmhmm.” My pants were already sliding over my hips.

“Then after your wetness fills my mouth, I’ll give you a choice. Do you want me to fuck you hard and rough, or love you slow and soft? Or should I decide?”

“All of the above,” I mumbled, and he laughed, dragging my pants down to the floor. My panties soon followed.

I stepped out of them and braced my hand on top of the couch. The other wove its way through the dark hair I loved so much. I stood in front of him with his face between my legs, hoping I didn’t buckle.

The softness of his mouth contrasted with the coarseness of his jaw rubbing against my thighs. He opened me wide and consumed me with gentle bites and sharp licks, filling me with his tongue and making me tremble.

“You smell and taste so fucking good.”

My breath caught when his fingers slid inside me, the tip of his tongue circling my clit before sucking it into his mouth. Chase stroked in and out slowly, penetrating deeply and hitting the spot that made me gush.

He knew precisely what to do to bring me there quickly. Sometimes he drew it out, making the pleasure unbearable and other times he took my orgasm fast and furiously. I started shaking harder. This time appeared to be the latter.

He flicked his tongue over me, controlling the pressure of his movements until he had me exactly where he wanted me. “That’s it, Jillian. Come for me now. And I don’t want you to stop until you’re all over my fucking mouth.”

That did it. I shuddered hard, and he withdrew his fingers and gripped me by the ass, holding me still as his tongue lapped over me. The fact that he loved this just as much as I did was the most incredible turn-on. He treated me like nectar, and I had never experienced that before.

I basked in the aftershocks, preparing for round two—and there would be a round two; Chase never let me stop at one—when he grabbed a blanket off the couch and wrapped it around me. “What?”

The front door flung open, and Perry stomped her boots and took a step inside. “Oh, shit. We’ll just be on the porch until you’re finished.”

“Perry!” I quickly pulled on my pants and underwear while Chase held the blanket. Thankfully, my shirt hadn’t fallen off yet. “Don’t you knock anymore?”

She bumped forward as Stephen came up behind her. “What’s going on? Why are you just standing there?” I heard him say from outside.

“Well, obviously I didn’t know you two would be going at it right by the door.”

“Fuck,” Stephen said. “Do I need to go back to my car?”

“No, I think they’re good. You’re not naked anymore, right, Jills?”

I heard my brother groan. “Dammit, Perry, just come inside. Both of you. It’s freezing out there.”

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