“See? Demanding,” he teased, brushing his finger against her clit.
Eri wrapped her hand around his dick. “And you like it.”
“I love it, baby.”
She placed her free hand on the back of his neck and pulled him down into a kiss. Eri knew she could be as demanding as she wanted, because he would give her whatever she asked for.
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The next morning, Elias was on the beginner slope with the others as they received lessons. He, Marco, and Romi had opted for snowboard lessons, while the others were getting ski instructions. He’d been snowboarding years ago when he was a kid, but contrary to popular belief, everything was not like riding a bike. The three of them had three instructors because Ricardo and Javier both knew how, which was why they’d opted to ski and they had picked it up quickly. The two gave them pointers now and then along with their instructor.
Elias was sure he could have picked up the activity fairly quickly had he been paying more attention to it. However, his focus continued to drift to the ski instructor whenever he went near Eri. He was irritated with the way the man touched her. Elias wasn’t one to get jealous, and if he’d been touching her for teaching purposes, he wouldn’t have minded.
The contact the instructor was trying to pass off as professional was anything but. His girlfriend had already told the man to just explain how she needed to adjust her stance, what she needed to do.
Elias un-clicked from the board and removed his helmet as the ski instructor approached Eri. He knew the man wouldn’t keep his hands to himself. And regardless of how much his girlfriend wanted to learn to ski, he was over it. He grabbed the man’s wrist as he reached towards Eri again.
“You don’t need to touch her like that to teach her. She already told you that,” Elias said.
“I’m a hands-on teacher,” the man replied.
“You’ll be a handless teacher if you touch my girlfriend again,” Elias countered, squeezing the man’s wrist.
“If you’re fine with your friend instructing you, I’ll help over here,” the other instructor said, approaching, trying to diffuse the situation.
He turned his attention to Eri, releasing the man’s wrist. “You good with that, Amate?”
She’d moved the eye guard up at some point. “Yeah, that’s fine. You good, baby?”
“Yeah,” he replied. She studied him for a moment before nodding and pulling her eye guard back down.
He went back over to the other three, and for the rest of the lesson, the man stayed away from Eri. When they finished the lessons, they settled in the resort restaurant for lunch.
“Did everyone have fun?” Romi asked once they had their drinks and were waiting for their food.
“I did,” Nesiah stated. “I’ve been snowboarding twice and sucked at it. Skiing was easier. I thought Elias was going to put the instructor on his ass, though.”
“I was,” he replied, picking up his glass.
“You know I don’t want anyone else,” Eri replied, taking his face in her hand and kissing him.
“I know, but that doesn’t mean he can’t get his ass whooped for not respecting boundaries.”
After lunch, they were walking through the lobby when Ricardo looked into one of the rooms they passed.
“Y’all want to play air hockey?” he asked. “There are a few other games in there too.”
“I’m going to take a nap before we go to the ghost town. I didn’t sleep much last night,” Eri said. “You all should play though.”
“A nap sounds nice,” Romi seconded.
“It does,” Avian started. “Why don’t you four spend some guy time while we nap, and wake us up in an hour and a half?”
They agreed and went into the game room while the women went to take a nap. Ricardo and Marco went to the air hockey table, while Elias and Javier went to the dartboard.
“Elias, when are you going to give it to Eri?” Marco asked after a few minutes.
“Are you proposing?” Ricardo inquired, missing the block for Marco’s incoming shot.
