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  A laugh of surprise bubbled out of her throat at how easily he’d thrown out the clinical word “penetration”.

  “You could just say fuck me.”

  “That too.” He lifted her up before she could reply and carried her toward the bedroom.

  “I need to be inside you. Now,” he said hoarsely, laying her down on the bed.

  He kicked his pants all the way off and climbed onto the bed. He grasped her knees and parted her legs, reaching between her thighs to run two fingers up the cleft.

  “Are you sure about this, Nikki?”

  “Yes. We already took a step forward in this scenario, let’s not take two steps back.”

  He laughed. “I just wanted to check.”

  Then his hot, thick cock was probing the entrance to her body.

  He caught her wrists, pinning them above her head, and her breath hitched. Glancing down, he caught her gaze. The heat in his eyes must’ve mirrored hers. She whimpered. He growled. And then he plunged inside her.

  “Oh my God.” His face twisted, his mouth opening on a silent cry.

  The pressure of him entering her bordered on pain, but watching his evident satisfaction sent another wave of liquid desire through her body.

  He pressed deeper, and Nikki exhaled on a hiss. Oh God, it’d been so long. She made a mental note to never again go so long without getting laid.

  Closing her eyes, she willed her muscles to relax as he buried himself to the hilt.

  “Nikki, you’re so damn tight.” He didn’t move for a moment, instead tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “Are you okay?”

  “I’m fine.” She nodded, a little too quickly.

  His expression softened, and he shook his head. “Fine isn’t good enough.” He reached between their bodies and found her clit, circling his thumb over it.

  “You don’t have to do that.” Her body relaxed a little more. “Actually, maybe you do.”

  “Good, because I want to.” He lowered his head and nuzzled her breast. “And this.”

  He closed his mouth over her nipple and began to suckle. Each draw sent hot stabs through her, straight to where they were joined and where he was rubbing her.

  He braced his arms on each side of her body and began to pull out of her. The friction of his long, hard dick moving against her sensitive inner walls sent a shiver through her.

  After using the tip of his head to tease her entrance, he thrust back into her, tearing a gasp from her throat. He repeated the process, creating a rhythm that her body responded to.

  Nikki wrapped her arms around him, her nails almost piercing his back as he continued to thrust into her. Alternating deep and shallow thrusts, moving faster and then slower.

  He did something with his hips and hit the perfect spot, and her muscles clenched around him as she cried out with another orgasm. Smaller, just as sweet.

  “Nikki.” He pressed deep with a groan, and her body tingled all over as he came.

  His arms were shaking as he lowered himself onto her. She closed her eyes and tightened her arms around his back. This was the part she loved the most. Having a man’s weight pressing her into the mattress. All hard muscles against soft curves.

  He made no move to roll off her, and she probably wouldn’t have let him go so soon anyway. A small smile tugged at her mouth.

  Lifting his head a bit, he looked at her. “Why are you grinning?”

  “Besides coming down from a fantastic orgasm?” She shrugged. “I never knew a dentist could be that good in bed.”

  His abdomen bounced against her as he laughed. “I’m sorry if it comes as a shock that dentists do have sex.”

  “Well, as a dentist, I assumed your specialty would be oral,” she teased. “And you sure proved that in the kitchen.”

  It was fun to watch the slight flush that touched his face.

  “Nice.” His stomach let out a rumble, and he grimaced, rolling off of her and out of bed. “We missed breakfast.”

  “Well, somebody decided getting laid was more important than letting me make crepes.”

  He raised an eyebrow. “Are you regretting my choice?”

  “Oh, no. It was a very good one.” She slipped out of bed after him, pressing her mouth against his for a quick, deep kiss. “One I think we should repeat many times.”

  His eyes darkened, and he made that sexy little growl in the back of his throat again.

  “Just not right away.” She squeezed his shoulder and walked past him—still completely naked—to go make breakfast.

  Chapter Five

  Chase watched her leave, noting for the first time the sexy tattoo on her left hip. A cute and sexy little daisy.

  His cock stirred, and he shook his head. Down boy. Lord, this had to be the best weekend vacation ever. Hands down. No expectations, no planning, just a spontaneous, fun little weekend romance.

  Something stirred in his gut. Doubt? He heard her puttering around in the kitchen and scratched the back of his neck.

  He couldn’t want more than that, could he? With some girl he barely knew? That’d be crazy.

  Walking to the window, he drew the curtain aside. It was still snowing, but not as heavily now.

  He stepped away from the window and pulled his pajama pants back on, then a T-shirt over his head. Once again dressed, he headed back toward the kitchen.

  Nikki stood at the counter, whipping up something in a bowl. She heard him come in and gave a big smile over her shoulder.

  “Breakfast will be in about a half hour.”

  “Thank you. I didn’t expect you to cook though.”

  “It’s all right. Cooking is my thing. Well, besides the art.” She winked and went back to the stove.

  “Aren’t you cold?” he asked, dropping his gaze to the lush curves of her ass.

  She shrugged. “Not really. I’m used to walking around naked.”

  “Don’t you have a roommate?”

  “Yeah, but she’s not around much. She’s usually with your brother 24/7.”

  Chase frowned. Was Justin actually serious about this new girl? That would have been a first. As far as he knew, Justin had never been in a relationship longer than a few weeks.

  “How long has he been dating…”

  “Shaylee? Four months.”

  Amazing. Chase shook his head and scratched the back of his neck.

  “Look, I’m going to run out back and grab some more wood for the fire.”

  “Ah thanks, honey.”

  He stilled and then forced himself to move out the door. The honey endearment had hit a chord with him, though he knew it shouldn’t. She’d been calling him honey even before they’d gotten it on. She was probably one of those women who called everyone honey—men or women.

  So don’t let it get to you.

  He shut the front door behind him, ignoring the cold that tightened his lungs. Stepping off the porch, his feet sank into at least a good four inches of snow.

  She couldn’t drive in this, there was no way. The roads were covered, and the snowplows wouldn’t be out anytime soon. They were in back of the back roads. Not high priority to be cleared.

  His shoes crunched in the snow as he made his way toward the shed. He managed to grab five logs. They’d need them, and the fewer trips he had to make back the better.

  He hurried back to the cabin, stopping short at the bottom of the steps. Nikki stood on the porch—still naked—sipping from a mug of coffee.

  “This is so beautiful. I want to paint it later. I brought my stuff.” She took another sip of coffee and sighed.

  She was beautiful. All pale, naked curves in the falling snow. Even if she had absolutely no common sense.

  “Nikki, you do realize you’re standing in the snow naked?”

  “No one can see me, this cabin is in B.F.E.” She wri
nkled her nose at him. “Besides, naked is good. You should try it sometime. It’s liberating.”

  “I’ll take your word.” He smiled and walked past her into the cabin. Fortunately, she followed.

  “Jelly on your crepes okay? That’s all you seem to have. Unless you’ve got some canned peaches or something.”

  “No. I can’t say that I do. I’ll remember that for next time though.” He went to throw another log on the fire and hesitated. Had he just said next time?

  Pushing the odd thought aside, he continued to stoke the fire whether it needed it or not.

  Her soft footsteps across the floor had him looking over his shoulder. She was carrying two plates and was again wearing her T-shirt.

  He looked at it and then up at her, raising an eyebrow.

  “All right, I got cold.” She rolled her eyes. “I mean we are stuck in a tiny cabin because of a snowstorm.”

  “Yes, we are.” He stood up and took one of the plates, then walked to the small table that was next to the window. “Are you still upset about that?”

  She followed him and sat down, not answering right away. Using the edge of her fork, she cut a slice of her crepe. Finally she lifted her gaze to meet his.

  “No, I’m not.” Her expression was soft, intimate. “Actually, I’m pretty satisfied with how things turned out.”

  The way she was looking at him, in combination with her words, sent a ridiculous rush of pleasure through him. He nodded, unable to stop the sudden smile on his face.

  “Good.” He dropped his gaze and dug into the breakfast.

  “Let’s go build a snowman.” Nikki set down her cards, feeling restless and a bit playful.

  They’d had a lazy afternoon. Hanging out in their pajamas, playing cards and watching random movies on television. But the itch to get outdoors was hitting hard.

  “Build a snowman?” His brow rose with obvious skepticism.

  Nikki climbed off the fur rug they were sitting on and stood. “Come on. It would be fun.”

  He stood up too, scratching the back of his head. “Do you have some clothes? Something that covers your legs?”

  “I’ve got some jeans. Hang on, let me get dressed.” She turned and went into the bedroom, grabbing her pants and pulling them on.

  Chase followed her into the room and threw on his own clothes as well. Ten minutes later they were outside walking around the yard.

  “This is great.” Nikki leaned down, grabbed a handful of snow—yelping at the cold on her bare hands.

  “Snowman?” He formed his own ball by rolling it in the snow until it was triple its original size.

  Wow, he was really getting into this. She grinned and followed suit. Before long they had a full-fledged snowman.

  “Looks good.” She grinned and, on impulse, chucked the lump of snow in her hand at him.

  Chase blinked, looking absolutely stunned. Then his laughter rang through the trees as he charged her. She barely had time to yelp before he’d tackled her into the soft snow.

  Nikki laughed so hard her stomach ached. She tried to roll away from him and get the upper hand, but he had one leg thrown across her while he rubbed snow into her hair.

  “You win!” She giggled and finally lay limp in the snow. “Okay. Now I’m officially freezing.”

  “Yeah? Me too.” He climbed off her and held out his hand. “Shower?”

  She took his hand, and he pulled her to her feet. “Mmm. Sex in the shower?”

  His husky laugh sent a rush of warm heaviness between her thighs. “I think that could be arranged.”

  She kept her hand in his and followed him inside the house. He made no stops, but headed straight toward the bathroom.

  “The shower’s not very big.” He reached for her sweater, tugging it over her head. “I hope you don’t mind.”

  “I don’t mind getting cozy.” She already had his jeans unsnapped and pulled halfway down. His cock sprang free and she rubbed her thumb over the drop of moisture on the tip. “Especially with this guy.”

  His eyes darkened as he reached into the shower to turn it on. “Yeah?”

  “Definitely.”

  Steam filled the small bathroom, fogging the mirrors. They quickly shed the rest of their clothes and stepped under the warm water.

  Chapter Six

  Nikki stepped into the small shower and under the water. Chase followed a second later.

  “Hey,” he murmured and covered her breasts with his large palms. She closed her eyes as a tremble of pleasure racked her body.

  “Hey, yourself.” She leaned into his touch and raised her mouth to his.

  The hot water chased away the chill, and her goose bumps had more to do with being aroused than the cold.

  She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her tongue into his mouth. He growled, rubbing his against hers in a deep, hard kiss. She ran her hands down his chest, toying with the small amount of hair, before moving lower to the jut of his erection. He groaned against her mouth, and it sent a thrill of confidence through her.

  She sank to her knees, letting the water sluice down her face and back. Nuzzling her face against his inner thigh she was rewarded by his ragged gasp. He threaded his fingers through her hair and guided her mouth toward his cock.

  Her lips barely parted before he was thrusting into her mouth. The salty taste of him caught on her tongue, and she moaned, growing more aroused.

  “Nikki.” Chase closed his eyes—positive he wasn’t going to last much longer if she kept that up. The tension in his stomach eased some when she slid her lips off him. Then she wrapped her fingers around the length of his cock and leaned forward to lick the head.

  Again and again, she ran her tongue over it, flicking against the tiny hole in the tip. Using her other hand, she cupped his sac and massaged lightly.

  Her lips parted again, and she lowered her head, bringing him deep into her mouth until he stroked the back of her throat.

  Oh, God, he was going to come. Chase felt his sac tighten and gently eased her away. He ducked out of the shower to grab a condom from the cabinet below the sink. The box was empty, and he felt around until he found one foil wrapper in the back of the cabinet. It looked older than dirt, but would work in a pinch. He’d have to try and get to a store, though, or it was oral from here on out.

  By the time he returned to her it was on.

  He helped Nikki to her feet and immediately lifted her and backed her against the wall. She wrapped her legs around his waist and gripped his shoulders.

  His cock nudged between her thighs, finding the slick folds at the entrance.

  He pushed inside steadily, groaning as her flesh tightened around him. Her nails bit into his shoulder as she tossed her head back.

  Lowering his mouth, he kissed the curve between her neck and shoulder, pressing deeper inside her.

  Their bodies molded together as warm water rained down on them. His mouth sought the sweetness of hers, his tongue pressing deep while he rocked up into her, again and again.

  He dug his fingers into her ass cheeks, adjusting her as she slipped and hitting a spot inside her that made her gasp.

  Aiming for the same spot, he pressed deep again. Her breathing immediately grew faster. Her nails dug in harder.

  The smell of her, the feel of her, gave him a kind of high. He couldn’t focus on anything but reaching that final pleasure. He thrust faster and deeper. His sac tightened, and this time he made no effort to stop. He came hard, groaning as he emptied himself inside her.

  She whimpered and lowered her mouth to kiss him, squeezing her muscles around him as if to encourage every last drop from him.

  He lowered her back to the ground, steadying her when her legs wobbled.

  “Nikki, you make me do, and want to do, the craziest things.”

  She gave him an impish grin an
d reached for the shampoo. “You know, you’re not the first guy to tell me that.”

  Jealousy speared through him so fast, he had trouble identifying the emotion. All he knew was his hands were fisted and he didn’t like the imagery of her and another guy.

  She’d said she wasn’t with Justin, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t in another relationship.

  Would she really be sleeping with you if she were though?

  “You’re not…” He cleared his throat. “Are you seeing someone right now?”

  She’d been rinsing the shampoo out of her hair and pulled her head out from the water. She blinked at him.

  “Now that would make me a little bit sleazy. No, Chase, I’m not seeing anyone.” She narrowed her eyes. “Why? Are you?”

  “Of course not.”

  She grinned and dropped a sweet kiss on his lips. “Good. I hate to share.”

  When she pulled away, even stepped out the shower, he had a pang of disappointment.

  “I’m going to get dressed.” She opened the door and glanced back at him. “By the way, you are really good at the sex-in-the-shower thing too.”

  God, she was incredible. As she disappeared, Chase shook his head and reached for the shampoo, making an immediate decision. He was not letting her leave this cabin without getting her number and lining up dates for the next three months.

  Nikki hurried across the cold wooden floor and grabbed another oversized T-shirt out of her suitcase. She tugged it on over her head and slipped into a pair of panties with the words Eat Me on the front.

  Grinning, she thought about the words and immediately started getting aroused again.

  Damn, she’d never had a relationship that kept her this aroused.

  She caught her breath, realizing where her thoughts had gone. Twenty-four hours does not constitute a relationship, Nikki.

  She raised her gaze from his chest to his eyes. The concern and intimacy in his gaze made her wonder though.

  “I’ve got wine.” Chase entered the room, bottle in hand. “I say we break into this, have some cheese and crackers, and celebrate it being a wonderful Saturday night.”