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Moving slowly, I take my time, enjoying the feel of her surrounding me. The way her pussy quivers and convulses around me has me ready to blow my load deep inside her all over again.

From looking into her, I knew her medical record and knew she was on birth control. She had the patch, and I saw it on her lower hip when I stripped her down. I didn’t want shit between us. There would never be anything between Emerie and me. Not if I could help it.

Emerie’s pussy clamps around me as her release washes over her. She’s a damn sight to behold as she comes. Picking up pace, I thrust harder, deeper, plummeting inside her until I feel my own release shoot from my cock, filling her.

“Calder,” Emerie breathes.

“I love being inside you, Bellissima.” I groan as I pull from her slit, fall to my side, and tug her with me. Not about to let her get away from me.

“We need substance if we’re going to keep this up,” she murmurs, resting her head against my chest, and sighs.

“We’ll order something to the room.”

“Like what?”

“Whatever you want?” I’d get Emerie whatever she wants. She needs to understand that when it comes to her, I’ll do just about anything. Except let her go. “If you want to order pizza or Chinese, that’s fine. We can do room service. Or something else altogether. We’re just not leaving this room today.”

“With the roads being bad, I doubt they’ll deliver anything to the hotel.”

Maybe so, but if she wanted something, I’d see that she got it.

“We can get room service. I’m sure they have something on there that’ll be good.”

“Maybe.” It was good she didn’t pick some run-of-the-mill hotel when she stopped. It’s not exactly the high class that she would typically stay in, or myself if I’m honest. But it’s not a bad hotel either. “Let’s look to see what they have.”

Scooting up the bed, I tug her with me. Emerie happily obliges me, staying tucked into me. I pull out the menu from the drawer next to the bed.

The two of us scan over it and find that they have a good selection to pick from at the attached restaurant. I hadn’t even noticed it when I got here, then again, my focus was on getting to my wife and making sure she was safe.

Emerie picks blackened salmon with garlic potatoes and green beans, while I go for the steak with the same sides. I like that she doesn’t feel she has to go for a salad with me. She can eat whatever the hell she wants. I also order us the chocolate swirl cheesecake to go with it.

While we wait, I turn on the TV, and we settle on a movie. She wanted to watch a Christmas movie, and I could get down with her selection, considering it’s Die Hard.

In truth, as I told her, she wants Christmas, then so be it. She can decorate, celebrate, whatever she wants. I’ll do it all for her. Because as much as I hate the damn holiday, she’d be worth it, considering she’d be the best gift I could ask for.

ten

EMERIE

“We have a dinner to attend this evening,” Calder announces, leaning against the door frame of our room.

Our room.

The one we share at his house.

It’s been two weeks since he brought me back home after I ran from him. Two wonderful weeks where I’ve spent my days volunteering at the hospital and decorating the house.

Okay, that’s not completely true. The day after we got back, I finished decorating the house. We had three trees. One of them in the living room, where we could see it from the front windows. The second one was in the family room, where Calder also had the TV, and it looked more lived in. The last tree was set up in our bedroom, where I got to see the twinkling lights before going to sleep. It’s even more magnificent when the shimmering glow is around Calder as he’s moving over me while his cock is inside me.

It has to be my favorite place to have a tree.

The trees weren’t the only thing I’d done either. I had a beautiful Christmas village that I’d had at my place and started. I set it up in the living room, which has been beautifully added to. The best part is I didn’t do it. I came home from the children’s hospital one day and found more pieces were added to it. I asked Calder about it, and he shrugged it off, saying that I should grow it.

I loved the idea and thought it would be amazing, but I didn’t want to be the one to do it. I wanted it to be Calder who added to it for me. It was the most precious thing he could have ever done for me.

Well, that and him showing up at the children’s hospital where he brought gifts to the kids in a big red sack. I hadn’t expected it of him. Not when I know he despises the holiday.

The only reason he’s doing it is because of me, which makes me fall that much more for him. More than I already had after he showed up at the hotel I stopped at in the snowstorm.