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I'm not going to lie, I was loving this. My hands roamed up and down your back just simply feeling you. A light moan escaped.
 
I keep kissing you. My leg intertwines with your and I grind lightly into you. I move from your lips to your ear, then your neck. I open the top of your shirt, kissing the too of your chest, not quite reaching your breasts, before returning to kiss you deeply again.
 
I finish kissing you and pop open your jeans, making you think I'm looking for more than some making out, as I kiss your neck again.
 
Instead of peeling off your pants, I slide a hand down the front of them and jam the tips of two fingers inside you. "Baby, your body is so sexy," I whisper, fingering you, feeling your pussy get slick. "I can't get enough of you."
 
"Oh, yeah," I say, returning to kiss you and just enjoying fingering your pussy. "You're the tightest girl I ever knew," I say, enraptured with your amazing body. "I love it."
 
I roll to my back and pull my fingers from you, bit leave your jeans and panties an open, disheveled mess as I pull you to straddle me, kissing you deep and hard again, moaning now beneath you.
 
I begin grinding your hips, pulling you against my hard cock through your clothes. My hand goes to your head just behind your ear and I kiss you again, our tongues mingling completely for a long time, as I moan beneath you. Suddenly I pull back and gently push you off me so that your are sitting, your butt between my legs and the couch and your legs draped over mine, as I remain lying there, looking at you and catching my breath. "Ok, we gotta stop," I say, with a bit of a sleepy grin.
 
"Yeah," I breathed, laughing a little. "Damn that was hot. . . " I get back onto the couch and curl up next to you again.
 
The next day, I curl up beside you and the bedroom is freezing. Still dark, the only thing I hear when I wake up at 4am is your light snoring and some rattling on the window. Winter is moving in and I suspect sleet is coming in. I get up to look outside and see a winter storm revving up. I hate this weather and know that it could not be at a worse time.
 
I wake up when you get out of bed and I hear the winter storm raging outside and and feel the cold. I turn on the fireplace and get out of bed to hold you. "Come back to bed baby," I say softly
 
"Don and I have to drive to the distributor this morning," I tell you, rubbing my hand over yours, saying nothing else.
 
I nod and gently tug you back to bed. "Come on, baby, its too cold to stand here. . . Left me warm you up."
 
I lie down beside you and curl up tight, still chilly. "You ok, baby?" I ask, perhaps strangely so, as I rub my hand up and down your cold arm.
 
"No reason, baby," I kiss your cheek and squeeze you closer. I'm not thrilled with driving 20 miles in ice to the distributor with a pregnant girlfriend at home, and I don't feel good about going. I don't want to leave this place right now.
 
I sleep a couple more hours and get up early to go outside and de-ice my SUV. i make some coffee and the house smells like Hazelnut and spice, before you get out of bed. I pour a cup and stand in a beanie cap and thick jacket, with a heavy, blue scarf, watching the light rain fall and turn to ice.
 
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