The last thing I see is her eyes glazing over as I duck my head to pull the first taut peak into my mouth.

Ahh, fuck.

She tastes like innocence and smells like heaven. And the sound she makes—before she covers her own mouth, like a good fucking girl, the bestest girl I ever could have imagined—is pure sin.

She may be untouched, but Sienna is horny and needy and perfect.

And all mine.

Her body arches beneath me, her thighs clamping against hips, and I drive my cock against her sensitive cleft as I swallow more of her delicious swell. Work her nipple against my tongue, and then, when she shudders in desperate release, I ease off, licking her pink tip for my own hunger reasons.

I want to feast on her endlessly.

But as she shakes in my arms, going boneless and liquid, I know it’s time to tuck her in for the night.

I drag myself off her and fix her PJs before kissing her mouth hungrily, loving the way she laughs with a wild need.

“You’re beautiful,” I whisper before pulling the blankets up. “Now go to sleep, my innocent girl. Tomorrow’s a big day.”

Chapter Five

Sienna

I fall asleep while Jacob’s in the shower, overcome by exhaustion and confusion, and blissed out from my orgasm. I wake up briefly when he slides into bed, his big body enveloping me from behind. I know I melt against him and stay like that all night, but I’m alone when I wake up in the morning.

I roll over immediately, my heart in my throat.

Did I sleep through the alarm for snowboarding? I grab for my phone and realize I didn’t even set one, but it’s still early.

Snowboarding. Fudgesicles. We didn’t talk about that last night. We didn’t talk about much that we should have talked about, although somehow we managed to cover a lot of ground on other topics, like orgasms and how our bodies move together perfectly.

But we forgot to cover how to navigate my over-the-top family and for all I know, Jacob is trapped with my brother right now. Nathan could be goading him into a testosterone-fuelled race down a black diamond hill.

Emotions that are hard to name riot inside me as I quickly get dressed. The complicated feelings intensify when I get downstairs and I find him working with Nana in the kitchen. No siblings in sight yet.

“There she is,” Nana says.

Jake's head snaps in my direction and he gives me a slow smile, his gaze searching my face. “I thought I'd let you sleep in.”

I don’t miss the innuendo he layers into his words and my cheeks heat up.

Nana grins like she’s been coaching him to push my buttons and not worry about the family being an audience to our courtship.