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I gently smack his chest with the back of my hand. “Fine, don’t tell me then.”

A bit of mischief sparkles in his eyes. “I could tell youifyou tell me what you got us this year.”

My eyes widen and I have to hold back a yelp. “No way! Absolutely not.”

His lips shift into a devilish smirk. “Oh, it’s somethinggoodthis year, isn’t it, pchelka?”

“I’m not telling you a thing,” I declare.

Nik sets down his glass and I gulp. Before I can scramble away, his hands are on my stomach and hips,tickling.

I scream and squirm, trying to escape while he laughs.

“Tell me what I want to know, Ivy,” he commands, ruthlessly strumming his fingers against the exposed skin of my middle.

“Nooooo,” I whine, reaching for his armpits to fight back. His one weak spot.

We wrestle until he has me in his lap and I brush my hands up his sides. He flinches and immediately begins to yield.

“You win, you win,” he chuckles, grabbing my hands away. Panting and out of breath from being tickled, I realize that I’m straddling him, my butt firmly planted in his lap. Before I can freak out, he’s tugging me close. “Come here, you ruthless thing, you.”

He hugs me tight, resting his head on the top of my chest, wrapping his arms around my back, and holding me close. I can’t make myself pull away, surrounding his neck with my arms and setting my cheek on the top of his head. I breathe him in, holding back a sigh of delight.

Nik is a hugger, and wrapping himself around me is nothing new. Being in his lap while he does it?That’snew.

I don’t move an inch, breathing as quietly as possible, wanting this moment to drag on forever. I’m warm all over, sharing body heat with him, wishing I could dip my head down and make our lips meet.

Seconds, maybe minutes tick by, and eventually, Nik lets me go. He smiles at me and sets me down right next to him, closer than before. He wraps an arm around me, gently leading my head to the side of his chest and pulling a fluffy blanket over the pair of us.

“Come on, pchelka, snuggle in and watch the movie. You need to wind down, it's getting late.”

I can’t argue with that. Itisgetting late and half-cuddling with Nik is not something I can refuse, even as I get tired. So tired that I begin to drift off without telling him. I don’t want this moment to end, and I don’t want to sleep through it.

But after an hour, I’m a goner. I pass out as the soft movie dialogue continues to play, more comfy than I have ever been.

Even when my body seems to shift into a lying position, I don’t wake.

Chapter 3: Ivy

Can’t Help Falling In Love - Haley Reinhart

My body is on fire. Surrounded by heat, I’m having the mostincredibledream. I can feel myself panting in it, inches away from a building orgasm. I can’t make out what or who is doing this to me but it’selectric.

Sparks skid down my spine, an insatiable need clawing at me. My clit throbs so hard that my nipples tighten. I want to come so badly it almost hurts. I try to focus on it, chasing the high with desperate determination.

A cold chill sinks into my veins as a realization hits me. I can hear my own whimpers and moans too clearly. They’re not far away and echoey. Because I’m not completely asleep anymore. I’m not dreaming.

I freeze, my heart thundering around in my chest, the beat drumming in my ears. With my eyes sealed shut, I let the sensation of my surroundings sink in. My mattress isn’t beneath me, I immediately know that for certain.

A hard body is under me instead, pressed entirely against mine. Strong arms are secured around my back pinning me in place. A memory takes over my mind, reminding me of where I must be.

I fell asleep on Nik last night.

Our legs are threaded, one of his thick thighs between mine, the other creating a border to keep us securely on my couch. With his thigh in between my legs, the firm muscle is rooted in place against my soaking leggings. I’ve drenched my panties to the point of uselessness. And I’ve beenhumpinghim.

Mortification threatens to swallow me whole. I’m only saved by the fact that Nik hasn’t seemed to notice my accidental movements.

I need to go back to sleep and pretend this never happened but the need for release is still too strong. It doesn’t ease in the slightest, and I think I might come without any friction as my pussy clenches around air. I’m so empty and aching, I wish I could wake Nik up and beg just to be filled.

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