I kiss her hard and fast, absorbing her cries and pleasure. I gave her this orgasm, so it’s my right to enjoy her screams in my mouth, to feel them vibrate through my body.
She finally relaxes against me and this is one of my favorite feelings in the world, knowing that I’ve sated my woman. Driven her over the brink and made her scream and cry out.
With a couple of quick motions, I have her pinned against the kitchen wall and impaled on my huge cock. Even though I’ve already primed her, she’s still so damn tight that I have to work to make her body take it. But she squirms and writhes until I’m all in, and I give her a smirk. “I’m going to give it to you deep and hard, just the way you need.”
The whispered words send her into a frenzy, causing her to claw at my arms as I rut into her over and over again. This woman belongs to me. She has to know it. She has to feel it.
I reach between us, bringing her with me as I come in an explosion of pleasure so intense that I can’t see for a full minute. When it’s finally over and my skin is slick with sweat and her sweet juices, I press my forehead to hers. “You’re never leaving me.”
Chapter 9
Hunter
As soon as I wake up, I reach instinctively for Holly’s side of the bed. She’s been at my cabin for three days, and she spent the past two days naked and completely at my mercy. I’m in love with her. I haven’t told her yet, but I want to. Everything in me wants to tell her how much I love her.
When I find only cold sheets, I finally open my eyes and frown. The bed is empty, and she’s not in the room.
I go to the bathroom, expecting to find her in the shower, but she’s not there. Frosty isn’t either even though he spent the last two nights with us.
The roads are clear again. They’re open for traffic. I got the text alert last night, but I didn’t bother telling her. I was going to work up to it. Hell, maybe a small part of me was hoping that she’d never know, so she could spend the rest of her life by my side.
I know it’s a crazy thought, but it was still in my head. What if she left me? She couldn’t have left me. As soon as I think the thought, my blood runs cold.
I search through the cabin like a madman, but she’s not here. My knees threaten to buckle under the weight of my grief. She left me.
Without a word, she took all of her things and went down the mountain, leaving my heart bloodied and bruised.
I don’t know how I could ever accept this. I reach for my phone to call Ford. There’s still no reception because the towers haven’t been restored, but I’ll send a message.
If anyone can help me track her down, it’s him. We’ll find her then I’ll go to her and calmly kidnap her and take her back here so she can stay where she’s loved and wanted.
Before I can send a message, I hear a bark outside. The boys should still be in the sunroom, waking up from a long night spent dreaming of chasing squirrels.
Opening the door, I frown when I see them running around the yard in the melting snow. That’s when I hear something thump on the roof.
I step out to investigate and glance up to see Holly on my roof. A hundred different emotions slam into me all at once. Relief that she’s still here. A welling of love and affection. Fear because she’s so damn close to the edge of the roof, and she’s not wearing a harness.
“What do you think you’re doing?” I demand, angry that she’s putting herself in jeopardy. If she needed something from the roof, she should have sent me up.
She startles and glances at me, shading her face. I don’t miss the expression of guilt that flickers across her face. “Oh, you’re up already? I wanted to finish by then.”
I cross my arms over my chest. “What are you doing up there without a harness? Get down here!”
Sure, I’d go up on the roof of my place without a harness. I don’t think twice about breaking my own neck. But the thought that she could take one wrong step and slide off of the icy roof is making it hard for me to breathe. The moment her feet touch the ground, I’m spanking her cute little ass for making me worry.
She glares back at me and puts her hands on her hips. “I was decorating the roof for you.”
“Why on earth would you do that?” I demand and go to the ladder. If she’s not coming down, then I’m going to her. Nothing on this earth will stop me from going after my girl.
“Because I love you, you big idiot.”
I stop halfway up the ladder and blink.
Her confession is the last thing I expected. I wanted to be the one to say it first, but I’ve been holding off because I was worried that saying it too soon would scare her. I didn’t want her to leave.
“You love me?” I repeat, my heart growing three sizes like the green guy who hated the holidays. How can one body hold all this love for another person?
“Yeah, and I want you to have all the Christmas lights, even if I’m pretty sure I created a tangled mess. I just want–”
