I was fighting her tooth and nail. Maybe she knew it, maybe she didn’t, but once I gave in to her, I wouldn’t stop. The next few weeks would be filled with me fucking her in every way I’d imagined. Not touching her would become as painful as not breathing.
I would be addicted, plain and simple. She tempted me with her body, and I almost broke down giving her what she was clearly offering. I wanted to. Fucking hell, did I want to. I’d pictured her bent over every surface in that damn cabin over the past few hours. Hell, I’ve even had images of her body laid across the snowmobile, her nipples tight from the cold air, while I devoured the sweet heat between her legs. I’d been off and on hard ever since I woke up this morning. She was twisted in the sheets, her shirt riding up and showing her flat stomach, her hair covering the pillow in a wild but attractive mess. The desire to join her in the bed was almost too much to bear, but I pushed through.
She had no idea what she was really asking for: a fucking asshole that was going to take advantage of her in sinful ways, then it would be over when the month was gone? She had shit to tend to, and I couldn’t follow her. Even though a part of me was thinking I would follow her anywhere, it wasn’t reality.
My legs were burning from snowboarding, and helping her learn. She did fairly well for a beginner. Fell a lot, but got back up and never stopped trying. She was persistent, a trait I admired as long as it wasn’t directed at me. She invaded my space any chance she could. I needed space from her soon, or I was going to give in. She was my Pandora’s box. Once opened, we’d never be able to close it.
“How do people do this all day?” She plopped down in the snow at the bottom of the hill where I was. Tired. Good, maybe she would take a nap once we got back to the cabin for lunch and I could breathe.
“You get used to it, like any sport. Ready to head back and eat?” She fell back against the snow dramatically.
“Ugh, I don’t think I can make it. You’ll have to carry me.” Dramatic indeed.
“Nope. The bears can have you,” I teased. She jackknifed right up and looked around.
“Bears?” I was torn between wanting to kiss that cute, scared look off her face, and messing with her for my own enjoyment. She had been torturing me all day; she could use a little payback.
“Yep. We are in the woods. Their habitat.” She jumped up and launched herself at me, something I had not expected, so we fell to the snow-covered ground. Her body covered mine, her hair surrounding our faces from the view of nature. My hands rested on her back, feeling every shallow breath she took. Her eyes were looking at me, and I knew I was breaking. The fight fled me as her lips lightly brushed against mine.
My hand moved to the back of her neck, keeping her lips on mine as my tongue invaded her mouth. She moaned against me, and I became hard as steel, pressing against her. Soft against hard. The kiss conveyed every unspoken word between us. The unsettling need that had formed from that first kiss two days before. Desire in its true form. Primal, and raw. I didn’t deserve what she was willing to give me, but down to hell I go, because I wasn’t stopping. When her pelvis started to writhe over mine, the feral growl that came from my chest echoed through the trees.
“Cabin,” she murmured, and in that moment I remembered we were in the snow. I gave zero fucks about that, but I needed to care about her freezing the death. She parted from me, and I felt like a caged animal about to pounce. She crawled off and grabbed her snowboard. I stalked behind her, and once our boards were settled, I pinned her to the cushioned seat and kissed the fuck out of her lips. She held onto my neck, and I consumed every breath she gave me. Tearing myself away from her was like dragging myself through a fire, but I managed, and started the machine.
Her hands ran over my body as I drove back to our haven, driving me to the brink with just her touch. This woman had no clue what she signed up for, but I sure as hell was going to show her everything. No T will be left uncrossed when it came to her body.
My body relaxed slightly when the cabin came into view—just a few more minutes until she was mine.
“Leave the boards,” I commanded as the snowmobile came to a stop and she hopped off.
“Go inside and remove your snow gear. I’ll be inside in a minute.” She looked as if she wanted to fight me, but instead nodded and did as I said. Good girl.
I took some deep breaths, trying to calm the obscene need that had been set loose for her. When I knew there was no real hope for me, I walked inside and decided to lay it out for her.
She was waiting by the little kitchen island, with a glass of water in her hands.
“I just want to hear your voice.” She spoke softly, and her request caught me off guard. Not sure what she meant, saying that. Was she regretting me almost taking her in the snow? Had I been too much of a dick to her?
“Elaborate.” I walked slowly towards her, standing just a foot away. She watched me, and then her eyes met mine. Determined ones. The tension I was feeling was starting to ease.
“Do whatever you want to me, but I want your voice, as much of it as you can give me.” I was almost taken aback by her words. Whatever I wanted to her, as long as I talked? That was nothing at all like I thought she meant.
“You sure you want to cross this line? We can stop and go back. But once that line’s gone, I won’t be able to stop touching you.” Her eyes closed briefly from my admission.
“The line was crossed two days ago. Come play with destiny, Killian.” That was it. No more waiting. I heard the glass tip over as I crashed my lips against hers. Her hands went to my jacket, pulling the zipper down and pushing it back. My boots were off in seconds, and my hands went to her leggings and little black panties, pushing them down and off. Those creamy fucking legs were in my hands, spreading wide to give me access to something I’d only dreamed of.
“Tell me your thoughts, Killian.” She moaned, and I latched onto her ear, moving kisses down her neck while unbuttoning my pants.
“My thoughts?” That was easy.
“I’m thinking about how I’ve jacked off thinking about this sweet body in my hands, and now it’s mine.” She whimpered and once my dick was free from my pants, her hand wrapped around my length.
“Fuck, you’re going to be the death of me.” I lifted her shirt over her head, giving me the sight of her free tits that I’d been envisioning in my mouth since this morning.
“I’ve thought of nothing but my mouth on your tits since your little show this morning.” My head bent down, and her other free hand wove itself through my hair, holding on for what she knew was about to happen. My mouth sucked on the tight pink nipple, tasting just how I imagined she would. Sweet vanilla and lemongrass.
“Do you know what I was thinking, watching you tease me?” I bit her nipple, causing her hand to squeeze my dick a little harder, making me grit my teeth from the rush of pleasure up my spine.
“Tell me.” Her breath was long, and winded. She was building towards release from my voice and just playing with her breasts. I could hear it in her words. If I shoved my dick inside her heat she would explode around me with a scream.
