"I don't know what it is about those two words, but they make me feel warm and fuzzy," she breathed.
"That's because you like being my good girl," he told her. "Now tell me what you want."
"I want you to fuck me senseless."
"I can do that." He kissed a path up her body and settled between her welcoming thighs after donning a condom.
She wrapped her legs around him as he entered her slowly. "Gods, it always feels so good." She gripped his shoulders and arched into him.
Her nails dug into him, and he groaned. "Yeah, mark me darlin'." Then he started to move. He began with slow, steady thrusts, but soon he was pounding into her. Each thrust pushed them closer to the edge. "Just let go, I've got you," he told her.
It was as if that was all she needed to let go of the hold she had on her orgasm. Her inner walls spasmed, her body arched, and she cried out as she fell over the edge into oblivion.
Her walls clenching him dragged him over with a roar that echoed through the house. He collapsed and rolled, taking her with him. "Fuck, if it gets any better, it just might kill me."
"Same," she uttered with a faint laugh. She snuggled into his arms. "I don't want to move."
"No one says you have to." His arms tightened around her as they both yawned. "Let's get some sleep."
"Mm, sounds good. See you in the morning, lover boy," she said and kissed his jaw. As her eyes began to drift closed, she thought she saw a shadow outside her window, but when she lifted her head to look there was nothing there. Dismissing it, she closed her eyes and let sleep claim her.
Chapter Twelve
Bryce
Winter Festival. He knew his precious gem would celebrate the day with the lion. She should be celebrating it withhim, not that lion. What did that lion have that he didn't? He was wealthy, he could buy her whatever her heart desired.
She was so beautiful. The way she lit up at every little thing, she was like a child in awe. Watching her strip for the polar bear plunge was sweet torture. No one should get to see his precious gem in such a state of undress but him. Her beauty took his breath away.
When she laughed at something the lion said, her face lit up. It left an ache in his heart. It should behimmaking her laugh, not that lion.
They were so caught up in each other they didn't even see him following them. Maybe he was a glutton for punishment, watching them together, but he couldn't stop.
He waited with bated breath for them to enter the bedroom. When they did, he almost gasped to see her in all her naked glory. She was the most stunning creature he'd ever seen. Soon, soon, she would be his.
He watched as the lion kissed her and touched her, and made her cry out in ecstasy. He grew hard and stroked his own cock while he watched the carnal scene before him. When they came, so did he, muffling his noises by biting his free hand.
When they collapsed in the bed, he knew it was time. Time to teach that lion a lesson, one he would never forget.
He wanted to watch her sleep, but he knew he needed to leave. So he slunk away, leaving his seed behind to dry in the snow beneath her bedroom window.
Chapter Thirteen
Frankie
"Rise and shine, beautiful."
"Don't wanna," she groaned, tugging the blanket over her head.
"Tough. We have places to go and things to do before you have to go to work. Time to get up."
"Five more minutes," she said hopefully.
"No can do. Breakfast is ready and getting cold. Move that fine ass of yours out of bed."
"Fine," she grumbled and threw the covers off. "Do I have time for a quick shower?"
"After we eat."
