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“Say it, Alice. Say my name.” “Michael.” It’s barely a breath, but I know he hears it because suddenly the full weight of his body leans into mine.
“Take more,” she sobs. “Take whatever you want.” Images of our life together flash through my mind. Diamond rings. A white dress. Sunny beaches. Tiny babies.
“Good girls get sweet things. Naughty girls get it rough. And you’ve been very naughty.”
“Did you say I had mistletoe eyes?” “Uh-huh.” I stroke my hand down her back. “They’re green, like mistletoe.” I palm her ass. “And I want to kiss everything below them.”