"I love that you chose two movies people always debate about being Christmas movies," I say with a laugh.
"Of course they're Christmas movies. Anyone who thinks otherwise is wrong," she says, giving me a look.
I put up my hands in surrender. "Oh no, I agree with you. We're on the same side here."
Alana giggles, giving me a playful push, and my body is once again consumed by the sizzling heat from her touch.
We stare at each other for an intense moment on the couch. Then the curvy billionaire clears her throat, standing to clean up the empty popcorn bowl.
Less than an hour later, we lie in my bed with the pillow wall between us. I fall asleep easily, but later wake to the sound of the wind outside. I'm startled to find Alana snuggled in my arms with her head on my chest, making a surprised involuntary movement.
She blinks her eyes open, looks up at me, and suddenly pulls herself up to steal my mouth with hers. The way her soft lips feel against mine makes me instantly hard, and our tongues explore as we both sigh with pleasure.
Pulling back, I whisper, "Are you sure?"
"Yes. I want you. Do you want me?"
I choke out a yes that's rough and full of want, and we continue to kiss as she climbs over, straddling me on the bed.
9
Alana
Blinking my eyes open, I realize that my head is against the mountain man's firm chest. I glance up and see his blue eyes looking around in the dark. With zero thought in my head, I pull myself up and kiss him.
"Are you sure?" Lorne asks, pulling away.
"Yes. I want you. Do you want me?"
The roughness of Lorne's "Yes" shoots thrills to every part of my body, and I climb on top of him.
Our mouths hungrily explore each other as I grind into his bulge. Soon, I'm peeling off my flannel bottoms and unbuttoning the matching pajama shirt as he slides his sweats down, revealing his very ready cock.
I slide my wet pussy along the shaft up to the head and help him penetrate me as his rough hands explore my bare tits. His thickness spreads me as I groan out while leaning forward, allowing him to capture a nipple in his wet, warm, hungry mouth.
I ride his cock as I moan loudly, consumed by his electric touch. Lorne grabs my hips, helping me pound down on himmore forcefully, and the friction sends my building orgasm into overdrive.
Soon, my body shatters above him as I cry out, coming hard on his cock. Lorne digs his fingers into my ass, thrusting up into me as he explodes.
Collapsing onto him, we pull the covers back over us, and lie there, our ragged breaths eventually returning to normal. Soon darkness consumes me as I fall asleep on his muscular chest.
In the morning, I wake and find myself alone in bed. I hear the shower, and when the yummy mountain man comes out wearing a dark blue sweater that brings out his eyes and a pair of jeans, he smiles shyly down at me.
Climbing out of bed, I give his hand a squeeze and quickly brush my teeth in the bathroom. When I return, Lorne looks at me with a pained expression.
"Alana, what happened last night probably shouldn't happen again."
My heart sinks when I hear his words. "Why is that?" I ask.
"I have feelings for you. And I know I acted like an asshole at Mare Pacificum, and you probably want nothing real between us. Much as I'd love to just enjoy being snowed in together, I couldn't handle the heartbreak when it's over."
My stomach fills with butterflies as I soak in the meaning of his words. Taking two long strides forward, I grab his sweater in my fists and look up into his bright blue eyes.
"Well, I'm falling for you too. So now what do you say?" I ask, nerves and desire dancing through my body.
"Really?" Lorne says, his eyes studying my face.
"Yes," I say, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling myself up, pressing my mouth against his. He kisses me back with such passion I swear my toes curl.
