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“Since I’m crashing your family Christmas, I’m not about to start off on the wrong foot.” He tugged on my hand. “Let’s get going.”

“But—” I couldn’t argue with his logic, but logic had nothing to do with how I was feeling. My Christmas wish was standing in front of me. All six foot five of him. Spending time with my parents right now was the last thing on my mind.

Cole brought my palm to his lips and kissed it firmly. “Darlin’, one drink, then we have the rest of the night together.” He winked, and I felt a bolt of heat shoot through my spine.

“One drink,” I whispered.

6

Cole

The guesthouse smelled like cinnamon and looked like something out of a damn movie. It was the kind of thing Kaitlyn loved. The kind of thing she had talked about before she left Padre.

I closed the door behind us, shaking the snow from my coat and then turned to secure the deadbolt. The surprise had worked. Her smile was worth it. And there was a built-in daycare next door. It was fucking perfect.

“Well, hey.” I turned to see her stepping out of her clothes. I closed the distance as my lips crashed into hers.

“Hey.” Kaitlyn’s hands traced the zipper on my coat and tugged until it was off my arms.

She quickly worked the buttons on my shirt. I shivered as she worked her hands over my shoulders.

“It’s cold up here,” I whispered in her ear. “Damn cold.”

“Let me help with that.” She reached for the zipper on my jeans and wrestled with the snap. I stepped out of the jeans and kicked them to the side.

My cock was already hard and aching for her. I’d never get enough of her. Two days apart had felt like weeks.

I kissed behind her ear and along her throat. I traced a line between her tits as I unclasped the hook from her back. Kaitlyn smiled, slipping the bra off and tossing it on the floor.

I wanted her luscious round tits in my mouth. Every part of her body glowed with warmth. Maybe it was the newness of carrying my child, but I’d never seen her look sexier. I growled as my mouth descended to her breast. I sucked and nipped until she moaned my name. My tongue flicked with a new sense of urgency.

“Cole.” She panted. “The bed…”

I ignored her pleas and began the sweet assault on the other tit until she was barely able to stand. She was completely at my mercy. I held her steady while I dragged her nipple between my teeth. She was so ready for me.

I stepped back and looked at her like she was a present I was about to unwrap. Her chest heaved. God, she was gorgeous and sexy. I couldn’t ask for a better Christmas present than Kaitlyn and our baby. Everything else could fuck off. We needed this time together.

I lifted her in my arms and carried her to the bed, placing her in the center. Her hair fell around her shoulders. Her tits were rosey and full. And I was about to fucking explode if I didn’t tear the lace panties away from her legs. I growled.

Kaitlyn’s eyes flew to the blinds, realizing we hadn’t paused long enough to see if we were visible from the windows.

“Cole…” she groaned.

“Yeah, baby?” I crawled on top of her, pinning her to the bed. I needed to fuck her. It was like something primal coming from my chest. My cock knew it belonged deep inside her.

“B-blinds.” She pointed to the window.

“Oh, damn.” I didn’t think they could see in here, but it wasn’t worth taking a chance. I hopped from the bed and twisted the wand until the yard and her parents’ house was out of sight.

“Better?” I asked, returning to the end of the bed eyeing the most incredible gift on Earth.

“Mmmhmm.” Her eyes were filled with heavy lust. My sweet dirty Kaitlyn.

I didn’t know what the rest of the holidays had in store for us, but I did know I could give her tonight. I could fuck her so she’d never forget this moment. She’d never forget our first night together for Christmas.

I hooked my fingers under the lace band of her panties and shimmied them over her thighs. I kissed the inside of her thigh, pushing her legs wide. There was a slice of heaven I needed to taste. I needed to devour her pussy. Lick and lap until she came in my mouth with as many orgasms as I could give her.

She whimpered as my lips reached her slit. One taste and I was drunk off her. My tongue dove inside her, swirling against her walls.