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there. She paused long enough to pet the dog and make
sure the old girl had plenty of straw inside her box to keep warm.
Sheltered from the wind and snow, with her box against the house to
absorb heat, the dog would be comfortable. A thorough wagging
later, momma dog crawled back into her bed and Kate went
inside.
    Jakob waited to help her out of her layers.
"It's getting worse out, isn't it? I was getting ready to come
looking for you." The wet jeans stuck to her skin and sent a chill
right to the bone, so she gladly let them join the rest her stuff
in coming off. Soon she stood there in just her oversized sweater
and panties. Jakob scooped her into his arms and carried her
through to the living room.
    Kate laughed and wrapped her arms around his
neck. "I was beginning to wonder myself. I had to use the fence to
find my way back."
    He sat in the big recliner with her on his lap
and pulled the afghan around them. "Well, I'm glad I didn't have to
go looking for you." He tugged her hand down between them. "I don't
think I'd have survived the cold." His erection arched into her
hand.
    She caught her breath a little and slipped her
hand into the waistband of his sweats to slide her hand down his
shaft. "Hmm, I think you'd have melted the snow."
    Jakob sucked in a deep breath when her cold
fingers found his hard-on. "Easy now, I want inside you before I
lose it." He buried his face in the curve of her neck, breathing
her in deeply. "Fuck, Kate, I love you."
    A breathy little moan slipped from her as she
turned to straddle his hips. "I love you, Jakob." She could spend
the rest of her life trying, but she could never repay her good
fortune in finding him.
    No hesitation. Jakob pulled her panties to the
side and pushed into her with a groan. She leaned back and pulled
her sweater off, granting him access to her breasts. Nothing else
in the world mattered. The storm raging outside faded from her
mind. She stared as she rode him, lost in loving him.
    Her inner muscles clamped down and rippled
over him as she came, and he buried himself deep for his own
orgasm. Triumph surged through her as he groaned. She treasured the
ability to make him lose himself in her.
    She collapsed onto his chest, breathing hard
and smiling. "If it means sex like that, I'll go wander around in
the blizzard again."
    "Oh, no you don't." He sounded panicky.
"You're staying right here with me, so I can enjoy that delicious
body again." Gathering her, he stood, keeping her pressed
close.
    She wrapped her legs around his hips and
squealed. "What are you doing?"
    "Taking my woman to bed where I can fuck her
properly." He nuzzled at her neck again. "Any
objections?"
    "Oh, no, none at all. Other than wishing you'd
hurry the hell up."
    ***
    Kate roused up, needing the bathroom and
slipped out of the bed, careful not to wake Jakob. The frigid air
drove her back under the covers in reflex. The power must have gone
out sometime in the night, so she had a limited amount of time to
get up and get the woodstove going before the water pipes
froze.
    The room was still dim, as if it were very
early morning, but she felt like she'd slept a full night and then
some. Looking out the window without uncovering took some serious
neck-craning, but she managed a decent glimpse. The snow still fell
hard, restricting her vision to just a few feet beyond the window.
The filtered light in her room made it seem earlier than it was,
then.
    She lay back and pressed close to Jakob,
storing up body heat for the ordeal to come. When the demands of
her bladder refused to be ignored any longer, she steeled herself
and slipped from the bed again. Her bathrobe hung on the door and
she grabbed it as she ran past.
    If anything, the bathroom was even colder than
the bedroom. She hurried up, then headed downstairs. Thankfully,
she'd expected the power to go out, and laid the fire the afternoon
before. All she had to do was strike a match and wait for the
flames to take hold. As soon as it did, she

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