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dangerous if you let your lady parts get too wild and free. Especially around the holidays.” She hooked her thumbs under the elastic at the top of her pants. “I think a closer inspection can be arranged.”
    She slid the pants slowly over her hips, revealing the thatch of silky hair between her legs. The sight made Colt’s cock twitch inside his jeans, demanding to be set free, already wild to be back inside her, to feel her slick heat tight around him.
    “If you need to go to the bathroom, go now,” he said, reaching for the close of his jeans.
    Olivia hummed beneath her breath as she tossed her pants away and reached for the top button of her shirt. “I don’t really have to go. It was just an excuse to show you some skin and get you back into bed.”
    “Bad girl.” Colton tackled her, rolling her beneath him as she squealed. “You know what happens to bad girls, don’t you?”
    “I don’t,” she said, her squeals turning to laughter as he ran his fingers up her ribs, tickling her on his way to her breast. “But I hope it’s something naughty.”
    “Oh, it is.” He swatted her bottom with his free hand.
    Her breath hitched as she arched into the fingers that had found her nipple and were twisting it slowly back and forth. “Are you going to spank me?”
    “Maybe,” he said, squeezing a handful of her beautiful ass. “But I think you might enjoy that.”
    She spread her legs, making room for him to fit between them. “I think you might be right.”
    “So bad,” he breathed, pinching her nipple tight, drawing a hungry sound from her throat. “When did the sweet little girl I knew become a sex kitten?”
    “I think it was around the time you kissed me.” She reached down to shove his jeans and boxers lower on his hips, freeing his aching length.
    “God, you drive me crazy, Colt,” she said, the teasing note vanishing from her voice. “I’ve never felt this way before. It feels like I’m never going to get enough of you, even if we do this ten times a day, every day.”
    “I know,” he said, fitting himself to her entrance and sliding inside where it felt like he had been made to fit. “But I don’t mind being crazy for you as long as you’re crazy for me, too.”
    “Yes,” she murmured, lifting into his slow, languid thrust.
    He held her gaze as he moved, loving the way her lips parted and her lashes fluttered, her pleasure so plain—and so beautiful—on her face that he could stare at her for hours and never get tired of seeing the way he affected her.
    God, she was perfect—sweet and wicked, silly and thoughtful, a little crazy, but also one of the sanest people he had ever met. She was the good girl he couldn’t have imagined falling for back in his crazier days, but with a wild side she reserved just for him.
    Just for him.
    Because she was his.
    The word echoed through his mind as he began to move, taking her gently—he knew she must be sore after everything they’d done last night—but no less thoroughly for it. And as he reached between them, finding her clit and sliding his fingers up and down in time to his thrusts, he realized that he wanted her to be his.
    He wanted to claim her, possess her, in a way he had never wanted to possess any other woman.
    That was part of this insatiable hunger to get between her legs. When he was buried inside of her, her softness melting around where he was hot and hard, there was no doubt who she belonged to. For now, Olivia was his, a fact she proved as she softly chanted his name, voice growing louder as she neared the edge.
    “Fuck, Olivia,” he said, fighting to hold on until he felt her go. “I want you so much. So fucking much.”
    “You have me,” she said, fingernails digging into his ass as she ground up into his fingers, his cock. “You have me. Oh God, Colt, I’m coming. I’m coming!”
    He groaned as her body pulsed around him and let her carry him up and over until he was drowning in her smell, her heat, and the bliss