“Open your legs.” His voice was a hard command. I did so right away, and no sooner than I was in position, I could feel him thrust forcefully into me with his hard cock.

“Ahhhh,” my voice came out in a moan. Kristoff’s thrusts were hard and deep. He gripped my hips and I felt every inch of him inside me, filling me. I wanted all of him, everything he had to give.

“Yes, Kristoff!” My moans came out in screams.

“You are made for me!” His voice was a grunt. “Only for me!”

I arched my back as he continued to thrust deeper and faster into me. I was so close, and my body was intune to his, I knew he was close too.

“Fuck, Gemma,” he groaned, his voice now a rumble. “Come with me.” His fingers went for my clit and just his hard touch made my orgasm explode. My body shivered and my pussy wrapped around his cock, milking him for all he had.

Kristoff wrapped his arms around me while his cock continued to twitch inside me. Both of our breathing was labored. He was showering my neck with kisses and my body responded in shivers.

“Amazing,” he whispered into my ear.

“Yes,” I murmured, my voice still breathless. That was the most amazing sex I ever had. With him, every time felt amazing and new. But I wasn’t going to say that. Instead I turned my face to him, and nuzzled it into his neck where I kissed him gently. I could feel my heart filling with warmth and love for him.

I love him! I’m completely and utterly in love with him. I’m not sure when and how it happened, but I’ve totally fallen in love with him.

We lay there together; his arms wrapped around me. We laid like that for five, ten minutes. I finally got my thoughts calmed and I wiggled myself out of his arms.

“Where are you going, beautiful?” His voice sounded sleepy.

“I’m just going to brush my teeth. I’ll be back in a second.”

“I’m doing the same.” He gave me a kiss on my forehead and my chest tightened in such a simple show of affection.

I was done before him and pulled another one of his button down shirts over to use for my PJs as I climbed into bed. Kristoff entered the room from his bathroom at just the right moment to see me crawling over the bed with my bare bottom exposed and his shirt on, revealing just enough for him.

He got into bed naked and pulled me close to him. His arm wrapped around me, my back pressed against his chest and his cock, he kissed the back of my head and mumbled, “Good night, beautiful!”

Chapter Nine

The weekend flew by and Monday morning I woke up with a jolt.

“Shit,” I cursed. Kristoff was still sound asleep next to me. I glanced at the clock on the nightstand and it indicated seven a.m.

I got out of bed and started running around trying to find something to wear for work in the closet Kristoff had stocked for me.

“Woman,” Kristoff muttered sleepy and then asked, “What are you doing?”

“Get up,” I fretted. “We are late for work. We overslept.”

The room filled with Kristoff’s rumbling laugh.

“What’s so funny?” I scoffed.

“Get back to bed, Gemma,” Kristoff reached his hand out. I hesitantly took it, and he pulled me onto him.

“We are taking the day off,” he murmured against my cheek. “I sent a text to Kimberly last night to take a day off too.”

“Oh… ok.” It was the most intelligent answer I could come up with. I crawled back into the blanket and snuggled next to him.

“I meant to tell you last night,” he continued. “...but I forgot.”

His arms around me, my heartbeat slowly returned to normal. “I guess that’s good,” I mumbled into his chest. “I feel so tired anyhow.” I lifted my head, locked my gaze with him, and questioned him with a raised eyebrow. “I thought you only needed a little sleep and never slept in?”

“I don’t sleep in,” he commented back. “You looked so comfortable with your head on my chest, I didn't want to move and wake you up.” He kissed my forehead and added, “And then I dozed off.