She glares at me. “Now why would you ask me a question like that?”
I shake my head with my mouth pursed.
The answer is no. Dani cannot ski. Eventually, we switch to snowtubing since she’s spending most of her time on her butt anyway, but her smile never dims. This is a look I could get used to.
When we climb back up the hill for another round, Dani sits between my legs on the snowtube. We’ve been riding together without issue, butthis time is different. This time, we pick up more speed and when we hit the peak of the slope we catch air, separating us from the tube.
“Oh, shit!” Dani screams as I reach out to grab ahold of her. Our bodies roll until Dani lands right on top of me in an embankment of snow at the bottom of the hill.
“Jesus. I saw my life flash before my eyes,” Dani pants. We fall into a fit of laughter. Only we would have a near-death experience on a damn snowtube.
The longer our bodies stay entangled, the more our laughs quiet down. Our breaths mingle and our eyes lock. One minute, my gaze rises to her lips, the next our lips are colliding into each other. She sucks my tongue into her mouth, moaning when I bite down on her bottom lip.
“Micah?”
“Yes, Storm?”
“Take me home and fuck me.”
My fucking pleasure. I roll her onto her back so I can stand and pick her up.
The drive back to the cabin is a blur and when we get inside, all bets are off. Somewhere between the front door and the bedroom, the boots, snowsuits, and gloves get left behind.
Dani presses me against the wall and rubs her palm against my dick. I groan in her ear, firmly rubbing my hands along her sides, determined to let her set the pace.
“If you want something, Storm, come and get it.”
She slides her hand up to the waistband of my briefs and pulls.
I’m happy to oblige her needs. I push her onto the bed and rip the rest of our clothes off. She grips me tightly in her hand, rubbing circles around the tip with her thumb.
My low, rumbling groans turn into a full-blown growl when she slides my dick between the warmth of her lips.
“Fuck, Dani.” I tilt my head to the sky, slipping my dick free of her mouth. “Not yet.”
I bend down to take her ear between my teeth and tug. Slipping my hand under her side, I flip her onto her stomach.
“You gonna be okay like this?” I ask, squeezing her ass with all the final threads of restraint I have.
“I’m good.”
That’s all I need to hear. I press down on the small of her back, forcing her head farther into the sheets, and her ass lifts even higher.
I swipe my finger at her clit, then slowly trail it down to her entrance. One finger slips inside of her, quickly followed by two more.
She cries out into the ether, as her body starts rocking back and forth. My greedy girl.
I crook my fingers inside her, trying to drive her as crazy as she drives me. “I want one on my hand and one on my tongue before I give you this dick. You understand me, Dani?”
“I want it all,” she mewls.
“You’ll get it.”I’ll give you anything you want.
She rocks back to meet the force of my palm, so I ease the pressure, letting her take the lead. But when she lurches forward, mewling about how she feels me everywhere, I slap her pussy to make her come back to me.
“I’m gonna come,” she cries out.
“Let me hear it,” I command.
