<span id="kobo.7.1">R<span id="kobo.8.1">eese bounced up and<span id="kobo.9.1"> down on her toes by the door. <span id="kobo.9.2">‘Do you have a back door, or are we going through the front?’
<span id="kobo.10.1">‘Let’s go through the back,’ I said. <span id="kobo.10.2">There was a small trail, paved with stones, running from the back door all the way down to theke.
<span id="kobo.11.1">‘This ce is truly beautiful,’ Reese said once we were outside.
<span id="kobo.12.1">For a few seconds, we were both silent, only the sound of our breaths filling the air. <span id="kobo.12.2">I took her hand, leading her down the trail. <span id="kobo.12.3">The decorationpany had wrapped strings of lights around a few trees, and it looked great.
<span id="kobo.13.1">‘I bet every time you’re here with friends, it’s a party.’
<span id="kobo.14.1">‘I don’t really invite friends over here.”
<span id="kobo.15.1">‘Then why bring me?’ <span id="kobo.15.2">she murmured.
<span id="kobo.16.1">‘Because I wanted to share this with you.’ <span id="kobo.16.2">I actually wanted to share more with her than I wasfortable to admit. <span id="kobo.16.3">It posed a conundrum even to me.
<span id="kobo.17.1">Deciding not to dwell on it, I kissed her hard. <span id="kobo.17.2">I was hungry for her. <span id="kobo.17.3">Her cheeks were already cold, and her mouth was warm, soft, and inviting. <span id="kobo.17.4">She moaned, parting her lips and giving me even more ess, but it wasn’t enough. <span id="kobo.17.5">Nothing ever felt enough with her. <span id="kobo.17.6">No matter how much she gave, I always needed more.
<span id="kobo.18.1">I deepened the kiss, but she pulled back a fraction of an inch, then yelped. <span id="kobo.18.2">I didn’t realize what was going on until I noticed that she was leaning back and didn’t seem to have her bnce.
<span id="kobo.19.1">Immediately, I realized we were both falling. <span id="kobo.19.2">I reached forward out of instinct to the nearest tree and grabbed a branch, but it was more of a twig. <span id="kobo.19.3">Reese and I both went down. <span id="kobo.19.4">The twig cracked, and we fell with a thump.
<span id="kobo.20.1">She burst outughing. <span id="kobo.20.2">I startedughing, too, but propped myself up on an elbow. <span id="kobo.20.3">Half my body was covering hers.
<span id="kobo.21.1">‘Are you hurt? <span id="kobo.21.2">Did you hit your head?’ <span id="kobo.21.3">I asked.
<span id="kobo.22.1">‘No, I have good reflexes. <span id="kobo.22.2">I didn’t realize it was so slick.’
<span id="kobo.23.1">‘Neither did I.’ <span id="kobo.23.2">The ground was frozen. <span id="kobo.23.3">We hadn’t gotten any snow yet, but the temperatures had dropped to freezing at night.
<span id="kobo.24.1">‘Oh, Chicago, why don’t you bless us with snow, at least, if you have this god-awful freezing temperature?’ <span id="kobo.24.2">She gasped. <span id="kobo.24.3">‘What happened to the lights?’
<span id="kobo.25.1">I followed her gaze. <span id="kobo.25.2">The lights in the tree next to us were off.
<span id="kobo.26.1">‘I probably pulled something when I tried to steady us,’ I admitted.
<span id="kobo.27.1">Sure enough, the string was broken where the twig snapped.
<span id="kobo.28.1">Reese pouted. <span id="kobo.28.2">‘I’m sorry for hurting your tree.’
<span id="kobo.29.1">‘Fuck, you’re adorable. <span id="kobo.29.2">And freezing,’ I said in a stronger voice, realizing her teeth were chattering. <span id="kobo.29.3">‘Let’s go back inside.’
<span id="kobo.30.1">‘But we’re not done exploring.’
<span id="kobo.31.1">I helped her up to her feet and cupped her face. <span id="kobo.31.2">‘You’re cold. <span id="kobo.31.3">I don’t want you to get sick. <span id="kobo.31.4">We have plenty of time to look around tomorrow. <span id="kobo.31.5">Come on, I’ll warm you up.’
<span id="kobo.32.1">‘Okay.’ <span id="kobo.32.2">She covered my hands with hers, which were quite cold.
<span id="kobo.33.1">‘You don’t have gloves?’ <span id="kobo.33.2">I asked.
<span id="kobo.34.1">‘No, but I have your sexy warm hands, so what would I need gloves for?’ <span id="kobo.34.2">she asked yfully.
<span id="kobo.35.1">We hurried inside the house. <span id="kobo.35.2">She didn’t take off her coat immediately, and her cheeks were really red.
<span id="kobo.36.1">‘Sure you didn’t hurt your head?’ <span id="kobo.36.2">I double-checked.
<span id="kobo.37.1">‘No, but I’m cold, and I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I don’t think I can eat that tiramisu.’
<span id="kobo.38.1">‘True, that’s not going to help with the cold. <span id="kobo.38.2">Let’s get you out of that coat. <span id="kobo.38.3">Some skin-on-skin contact will help.’
<span id="kobo.39.1">I took off her coat and noticed her teeth were still chattering. <span id="kobo.39.2">I kissed her cheek, then down to the lobe of her ear, tugging at it.
<span id="kobo.40.1">Her bodynguage instantly changed, going from tense to rxed. <span id="kobo.40.2">When I put a hand at the small of her back, she arched slightly. <span id="kobo.40.3">I sealed my mouth over hers, and I wasn’t gentle about it. <span id="kobo.40.4">I couldn’t be—I’d been waiting for this moment for days. <span id="kobo.40.5">I took both her hands in mine, keeping them in ce, just transferring my body heat to hers.
<span id="kobo.41.1">‘I’m getting warmer,’ she whispered.
<span id="kobo.42.1">I kissed her again, then took off my coat, wanting to be even closer to her. <span id="kobo.42.2">She smelled delicious. <span id="kobo.42.3">I had no idea what it was—a mix of some floral scent—but it made me think of her.
<span id="kobo.43.1">I took a step back.
<span id="kobo.44.1">‘No, why? <span id="kobo.44.2">Come closer.’ <span id="kobo.44.3">She tugged at my shirt.
<span id="kobo.45.1">‘Let’s go to the bedroom before Ipletely lose my mind and forget where we are.’
<span id="kobo.46.1">Fuck, am I panting?<span id="kobo.47.1"> I was aplete caveman with her.
<span id="kobo.48.1">‘Okay.’
<span id="kobo.49.1">Taking her hand, I led her upstairs.
<span id="kobo.50.1">‘Let’s go to the bathroom first. <span id="kobo.50.2">I think a shower will warm you up,’ I suggested.
<span id="kobo.51.1">‘As I said, I’m yours to do whatever you want,’ she teased, and my cock twitched. <span id="kobo.51.2">She knew exactly how to get me going, and I loved it.
<span id="kobo.52.1">The bathroom had a huge walk-in shower that had always seemed too big until now. <span id="kobo.52.2">I turned on the hot water even though we were still fully clothed. <span id="kobo.52.3">I wanted the whole bathroom to steam up so she’d get warm in no time. <span id="kobo.52.4">Then I turned to her and grabbed the hem of her sweater, pulling it over her head. <span id="kobo.52.5">She was only wearing a bra underneath. <span id="kobo.52.6">No wonder she was freezing.
<span id="kobo.53.1">She looked so damn sexy here in my bathroom. <span id="kobo.53.2">I needed to explore her. <span id="kobo.53.3">But I had her for the whole weekend, so I could take my time with everything.
<span id="kobo.54.1">I threw her sweater somewhere on the floor, and then she pulled mine over my head. <span id="kobo.54.2">We were desperate for each other. <span id="kobo.54.3">I yanked her jeans down next, and she almost lost her bnce before gripping my hair with one hand and cing the other on my shoulder. <span id="kobo.54.4">She was wearing matching panties. <span id="kobo.54.5">On instinct, I turned her around and nearly lost it. <span id="kobo.54.6">She barely had a string of fabric between her ass cheeks. <span id="kobo.54.7">I kissed the right one and then the left.
<span id="kobo.55.1">‘Ohhhh,’ she moaned, her voice shaking.
<span id="kobo.56.1">I undid the button of my jeans, pushing them down with both hands while I drew my mouth in a straight line upward on her left ass cheek, then moved downward on her right one. <span id="kobo.56.2">She gasped at the contact, leaning forward and grabbing the edge of the shower. <span id="kobo.56.3">There was enough steam in the bathroom now that her skin had warmed up.
<span id="kobo.57.1">I flipped her around, looking up at her while my cock bobbed between us. <span id="kobo.57.2">‘Take off your bra,’ I instructed.
<span id="kobo.58.1">She nodded, reaching behind her back to undo the sp and then tossing the bra to the side. <span id="kobo.58.2">At the same time, I pulled down her panties, letting them fall to her ankles. <span id="kobo.58.3">I parted her legs with one hand, and she leaned back against the shower ss.
<span id="kobo.59.1">‘It’s still a bit cold,’ she muttered, then she moaned when I put my mouth straight on her clit without any warning. <span id="kobo.59.2">‘Dom!’
<span id="kobo.60.1">I licked around her clit once before moving my tongue down, pushing it inside her. <span id="kobo.60.2">She tilted her hips forward so I could lick her better and rested her head on the ss, dropping it slightly back as I kept pushing my tongue in and out. <span id="kobo.60.3">Feeling a light tremor in her thighs, I ran my hands up and down her legs from under her ass cheeks all the way down to her ankles, then back up again.
<span id="kobo.61.1">I liked watching her body transform. <span id="kobo.61.2">I couldn’t stop touching her. <span id="kobo.61.3">I’d be a happy man if I got to spend the rest of my life right here with my mouth between her thighs, pleasing her.
<span id="kobo.62.1">When her tremors intensified, I decided to change tactics. <span id="kobo.62.2">I brought one hand between her thighs and took my mouth off her, kissing upward in a straight line.
<span id="kobo.63.1">‘Dom,’ she protested.
<span id="kobo.64.1">‘Don’t worry, Reese. <span id="kobo.64.2">I’ll make youe with my hand, but I want to watch you up close when you do.’
<span id="kobo.65.1">She clenched around my fingers as I moved them with precision, alternating between pressing the heel of my hand on her clit and rubbing her G-spot with my middle and index fingers.
<span id="kobo.66.1">She called out my name. <span id="kobo.66.2">Damn, she was so close, but I wasn’t in a hurry.
<span id="kobo.67.1">I kissed up her body, feeling every vibration. <span id="kobo.67.2">I straightened up when I felt her clench tight around me. <span id="kobo.67.3">With my other hand, I sustained her weight so she could simply enjoy the orgasm.
<span id="kobo.68.1">Putting both hands on my chest, she pushed her head against the shower ss with so much force that I took a step back. <span id="kobo.68.2">I wanted to feel the vibrations of her moans against my mouth, but in the end, I was content to simply train my eyes on her face and watch it change. <span id="kobo.68.3">She gave herself to the pleasure withplete abandon before shing me a sated smile.
<span id="kobo.69.1">‘That’s the best way to warm me up,” she murmured.
<span id="kobo.70.1">“Oh yeah,’ I agreed.
<span id="kobo.71.1">I removed my clothes in the time it took her to step under the spray and change the water temperature to whatever she preferred.
<span id="kobo.72.1">‘Now that’s better.’
<span id="kobo.73.1">I joined her under the water, and she poured my shower gel into her palms, then gestured for me to move away from the stream. <span id="kobo.73.2">She began spreading the gel on my shoulders and my chest. <span id="kobo.73.3">Her hand glided down until she reached my erection.
<span id="kobo.74.1">‘Just a bit more soap,’ she teased, rubbing me with both hands.
<span id="kobo.75.1">Fuck, this feels good.<span id="kobo.76.1"> I grinned, moving back and forth, pushing in and out of her fist. <span id="kobo.76.2">The friction was insane, but it was no match for her pussy.
<span id="kobo.77.1">‘Reese, I need you,’ I said.
<span id="kobo.78.1">‘I need you too,’ she whispered, letting go of me.
<span id="kobo.79.1">I guided us back under the water so it washed away the soap, then pushed her farther until her back was against the tiles. <span id="kobo.79.2">She was far too small for me to be able to fuck her while standing, but I had a solution to that.
<span id="kobo.80.1">Resting her hands on top of my arms, I lifted her into the air and then lowered her onto my erection. <span id="kobo.80.2">She was so damn wet that I didn’t even need to take it slow.
<span id="kobo.81.1">She cried out, pressing her knees into my waist. <span id="kobo.81.2">‘This feels so good. <span id="kobo.81.3">How can it be so intense?’
<span id="kobo.82.1">‘I don’t know,’ I admitted. <span id="kobo.82.2">‘It’s so damn good.’
<span id="kobo.83.1">I couldn’t say anything more, couldn’t put it into words, but I could show her exactly how she made me feel.
<span id="kobo.84.1">I carefully ced her against the wall so I was at a good distance to allow free movement, then turned off the water—we didn’t need it anymore. <span id="kobo.84.2">There was so much steam in the bathroom that I could barely breathe or see her, but I could feel her, and it was exquisite.
<span id="kobo.85.1">She held on to me and tightly pressed her fingers into my chest before running her hands up to my shoulders. <span id="kobo.85.2">She cried out in pleasure and then sighed in frustration.
<span id="kobo.86.1">‘I want to move even more,’ she whispered. <span id="kobo.86.2">‘I need it.’
<span id="kobo.87.1">‘Your wish is mymand, babe.’
<span id="kobo.88.1">I knew exactly what she meant. <span id="kobo.88.2">She didn’t have enough leverage and couldn’t hold on properly to anything except me, so I carried her out of the shower.
<span id="kobo.89.1">I grabbed a few towels but didn’t stop to pat us dry; I was far too gone for that. <span id="kobo.89.2">I led us to the master bedroom. <span id="kobo.89.3">Still deep in her, I felt her contract around me on every step, which was a new sensation altogether. <span id="kobo.89.4">I threw the towels on the bed so we could lie on them.
<span id="kobo.90.1">‘How clever,’ she murmured. <span id="kobo.90.2">‘I wondered what you were going to do with those.’
<span id="kobo.91.1">I lowered her to her feet. <span id="kobo.91.2">‘Turn around, beautiful, and show me that gorgeous ass.’
<span id="kobo.92.1">She swallowed hard before twirling.
<span id="kobo.93.1">‘Now bend over.’
<span id="kobo.94.1">She gasped but did as I said, climbing onto the bed on all fours.
<span id="kobo.95.1">I positioned myself so my cock was right at her entrance, then slowly pushed in all the way.
<span id="kobo.96.1">‘Fuck!’
<span id="kobo.97.1">I groaned.
<span id="kobo.98.1">My whole body burned. <span id="kobo.98.2">She was so damn tight. <span id="kobo.98.3">Her muscles pulsed and then clenched downpletely, making her tighter still.
<span id="kobo.99.1">‘Reese,’ I growled.
<span id="kobo.100.1">‘I’m so close.’
<span id="kobo.101.1">I nearly came when I felt her fingers at the side of my cock. <span id="kobo.101.2">She was touching her clit. <span id="kobo.101.3">I was so lost in her that I hadn’t even realized it.
<span id="kobo.102.1">I pushed in harder and harder, thrusting in and out. <span id="kobo.102.2">I wasn’t even sure who came first. <span id="kobo.102.3">One second, I felt my body burn and my vision darken, and the next, Reese was crying out, shaking, and her inner muscles tightened around me. <span id="kobo.102.4">She arched her back and then lowered her forehead to the sheets, pressing into them.
<span id="kobo.103.1">I wanted to tell her not to hide, but instead, I came hard. <span id="kobo.103.2">I wanted her to hear me, too, to know what she was doing to me. <span id="kobo.103.3">I was giving her this power. <span id="kobo.103.4">I wanted her to have the key to my body.
<span id="kobo.104.1">‘I don’t think I can kneel much longer,’ she whimpered.
<span id="kobo.105.1">‘Lie down, beautiful,’ I said.
<span id="kobo.106.1">She moved as I pulled out of her, her smile was even wider than before. <span id="kobo.106.2">I liked seeing this sated expression on her face.
<span id="kobo.107.1">I sat down next to her, putting a hand on her belly. <span id="kobo.107.2">‘You all right?’
<span id="kobo.108.1">‘I want to put it all in a sentence, but I’m not sure how everything feels.’ <span id="kobo.108.2">She made a movement with her hand that waspletely iprehensible to me, but judging by her smile, I’d done well. <span id="kobo.108.3">She blinked her eyes open, dropping her head back. <span id="kobo.108.4">‘You know what? <span id="kobo.108.5">I’m so hot right now that I could even eat some of that frozen tiramisu.’
<span id="kobo.109.1">I started tough. <span id="kobo.109.2">‘I think it’s thawed some by now, but I like where your mind went.”
<span id="kobo.110.1">She smiled sheepishly. <span id="kobo.110.2">‘I started thinking about it when we were in the shower.’
<span id="kobo.111.1">I growled. <span id="kobo.111.2">‘I was buried inside you, and you were thinking about dessert?’
<span id="kobo.112.1">‘Just a bit, really. <span id="kobo.112.2">You were upying most of my brain.”
<span id="kobo.113.1">I took my hand off her, then kissed her belly. <span id="kobo.113.2">‘Stay right here.’
<span id="kobo.114.1">First, I headed to the bathroom to get a wet cloth, wiping myself off, then went to attend to Reese. <span id="kobo.114.2">Afterward, I hurried to the kitchen and grabbed the container and two spoons, bringing everything to bed.
<span id="kobo.115.1">Pride swelled in my chest when I realized Reese had indeed followed mymand. <span id="kobo.115.2">She hadn’t moved at all and was still syed out on the towels.
<span id="kobo.116.1">Her eyes zeroed in on the box I was holding. <span id="kobo.116.2">I put it between us on the bed. <span id="kobo.116.3">She immediately took a spoonful. <span id="kobo.116.4">‘Mm. <span id="kobo.116.5">This is good. <span id="kobo.116.6">And just so I know, in case I get cold, you’ll warm me up again?’
<span id="kobo.117.1">‘You can count on that,’ I assured her.
<span id="kobo.118.1">She frowned. <span id="kobo.118.2">‘Aren’t you going to eat?’
<span id="kobo.119.1">‘I am. <span id="kobo.119.2">But I want you to lie down first.’
<span id="kobo.120.1">‘Why?’
<span id="kobo.121.1">‘I’ll eat it off you.’
<span id="kobo.122.1">She giggled andy down on the bed, pressing her lips together.
<span id="kobo.123.1">I smeared the tiramisu around her navel and then licked it up. <span id="kobo.123.2">She rolled her pelvis, and though I knew exactly what she needed, I was going to tease her some more first. <span id="kobo.123.3">I moved to her nipples, smearing the left and then the right one before drawing my tongue around each one slowly, torturing her.
<span id="kobo.124.1">‘Dom,’ she murmured.
<span id="kobo.125.1">‘I told you I want to explore you, Reese. <span id="kobo.125.2">And I intend to do it all night long.’