Chloe
Hours later, the snow is still coming down hard. When Ryder tells me we’re not likely to leave the cabin for at least another day, maybe two, I’m not upset.
Not in the least.
How could I be when I’m stranded in the middle of a snowstorm with only one bed and the sexiest mountain man I’ve ever seen, who also happens to enjoy helping me with myresearch?
It’s cozy by the fire, and I’m tucked in under a wool blanket with my notebook while Ryder braves the snow to chop more wood.
I’m doing my best to record every single detail from our sexy times last night and again this morning and then again right before he left to chop wood, but it’s so hard because reliving it in my writing is leaving me in a constant horny state. I’m so wet between my legs that I’m afraid I’m ruining the blanket.
That has to be a good sign that my writing is finally on track. I know I’m a talented author, but my stories have always been lacking.
And now I know exactly what they’ve been missing.
Because I know we’ll be doing moreresearchwhen Ryder comes back inside, and I really do want to make the most of my alone time, I force myself to focus and dig into my story.
I’m so lost in my writing that I hardly notice when the door opens and my mountain man comes inside with an armload of wood.
“Hey there, kitten. Getting some work done?”
I love it when he calls me kitten. It makes me purr deep inside.
“It’s not exactly work.” Guilt flashes through me because I know I should be working on the article. “I’m working on my book.”
Ryder’s eyes flash. “Oh yeah? Putting all that research to good use, are you?”
He crosses the room, and my pussy quivers the closer he gets. I bite my bottom lip and nod as he bends his head to me. I love the way he kisses me, with the scruff of his beard scraping a little on my skin. I’m ready for his lips to press on mine, but instead, he moves my hair out of the way and starts to lick and nibble my neck.
It doesn’t take long before I’m moaning under his attentions. “That feels so good.”
Ryder’s hand slips under the blanket and finds my breast. He palms it and lazily rubs his thumb over my nipple as he continues kissing my neck.
I’m putty in his hands. I had no idea being with a man could feel so good. I know it’s ridiculous. Sure, I knew it would feel good. But notthisgood.
I never want it to end.
I never want to leave this place.
Or this man.
When he pulls away, I don’t bother to hide my groan of disappointment.
Ryder chuckles and kisses me gently. “Not to worry, kitten. We’ll do more research later. I have plenty of things in mind.”
“I can handle some now.”
He laughs again. “Maybe you can, but it’s important to rest, too. We’ve done a lot. I don’t want you to be sore.”
I was sore. But not in a bad way.
My body aches, but I love it because every time I move, I’m reminded of having Ryder’s big, thick cock inside me. Still, it would be nice to be able to soak in a hot bath. Visions of the giant tub back at the lodge that I planned to relax in tease me.
“Kitten?” Ryder’s looking at me with concern in his eyes. “You are sore, aren’t you?”
“No. I mean, yes. I mean…truthfully, I thought I’d be enjoying a nice hot bath at the lodge right about now. In fact, it was the whole reason I pushed the snowshoe expedition the way I did.”
“For a bath?” Ryder sits back, and I can’t read the expression on his face. “You did all that, risked yourlifefor abath?”
