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“Hot, desperate, so in love with you I don’t knohat to do”

He let go of one ofme off as he fucked me harder

“Co skewered on my dick, held down by me, used by me”

I cried out, lifting h , but there was no way I could stop the rush of ain as cuh, as he thrust deep once more I felt the hot flood of his seed inside me

He hung over , for a few hts on the tree seemed to dance “I knew you’d fuck me like this if I tried to martyr myself for you”

Joe looked down at me and shook his head “You are too much”

“No, I’h for you”

He looked down at my injured side and stroked the skin just below the stitches

“Did everything hold?” I asked

“Yes, but we can’t do that again until you’re more healed”

“We’ll find other fun things to do, but we both needed that”

“We sure as hell did” Joe got a cloth to clean me up and then he lay down beside me, and we both ht I picked up my hat, which had fallen off while he’d pounded my ass, and set it on his head

He rolled his eyes, but he didn’t take it off “You knoe couldn’t have fucked like this back hoht?”

Joe sighed “I know”

“You liked layingas loud as you wanted to be”

“Yes You’re right We need our own house It’s time”

“That’s good, because—Oh shit”

“What’s wrong?” Joe asked

“We were supposed to be caroling now, and there were going to be cookies”

“I’ more cookies”

I sighed dramatically “It’s not your fault, but if I could resurrect Donaldson and kill hiain, I would”

“Because of the cookies?”

“No, because he came after you If he’d hurt you—”

“Devil, you’re the one who got shot”

I shrugged “I’one, you can finally focus on enjoying everything I have planned for us”

“I’ve been plenty focused on e’ve done so far”

“I suppose that’s true, but now you can forget everything but me and holiday fun”

“Could we just stay in bed for a day… or two?”

I frowned “Did you lose your taste for the snow? If that bastard—”