“But we just got cleaned up.”
“And now I really, really want to dirty you up again.” My fingers walked up the flat of her stomach and she sucked in a shaky breath.
“You’re supposed to be feeding me.” Felicity pouted.
“I’ll feed you, I promise, once I’ve made you come all over my tongue.” I pressed her back against the counter, laying her out before me. My heart pounded in my chest at the sight of her.
“Okay.” It was breathless sigh. “But be quick. I don’t want the spaghetti to burn.”
Smirking against her thigh, I murmured, “Challenge accepted.”
Chapter Three
Felicity
I woke first. Jason looked so peaceful, I didn’t want to wake him. So I slipped out of bed, pulled on a big, chunky knit cardigan over my nightshirt, and went to make coffee. When it was ready, I nestled myself in one of the chairs near the window and watched the snow fall.
It was coming down fast, but everything looked so beautiful covered in white. The color of innocence and purity. It made me smile, imagining myself draped in white lace, standing under a snow-capped archway, saying my vows to a man who owned me in every possible way.
God, I loved Jason so much.
I wanted a life with him, a future. I wanted the big wedding and the white picket fence and a bunch of dark-haired, green-eyed babies running around.
I wanted it all.
A little sigh of contentment slipped from my lips, but it turned into something more when Jason cupped the back of my neck and tilted my head up to meet his. “Good morning,” he rasped, his voice still thick with sleep.
“Good morning.”
“How long have you been awake?”
“A little while. You were out for the count.”
“You should have woken me,” he breathed the words against my lips.
“It’s okay, I was enjoying the view.”
“I’m enjoying the view.” His eyes went to where my nightshirt had fallen open.
“Pig.” I smacked his chest.
“Temptress.” He kissed me again, making my body stir to life.
God, would I ever get enough of him?
“Is there coffee?”
“Yeah, I just made a fresh pot.” I watched Jason stalk over to the coffee machine. He was shirtless despite the cold air, but I wasn’t complaining.
“I can feel your eyes on me, Giles.”
“Fiancée perks,” I teased.
He glanced back at me and winked. “Indeed.” When he’d poured himself a coffee, he leaned against the counter and said, “What do you want to do today?”
“You mean apart from get naked and spend the day in front of the fire?” My brow arched.
“I didn’t know if you’d want to explore? I saw a sled out back when Nicco showed me where the generator was.”
“A sled?”
“Yeah, it could be fun.”
“Are you going to pull me around like I’m the snow queen?”
He chuckled. “What will I get in return?”
“What do you want in return?”
Hunger flared in Jason’s eyes as he raked his gaze over me. He stalked toward me, pulling me from the chair and lifting me up his body. Soft laughter spilled from my lips as I wound my legs around his waist.
“We need to shower,” I protested.
“I’m going to dirty you up first, then we can shower.”
My brow quirked. “Maybe you should dirty me up in the shower.”
A slow grin spread over his face. “It’s like you can read my mind.”
“What about sledding?”
He nuzzled my neck, sucking the skin there gently. “It can wait.”
Jason
Almost two hours later, we resurfaced. I couldn’t get enough of Felicity. Her body, her soft curves, and her musical laughter. She was my addiction and after every high ended, I was desperate for another hit.
“Are you ready?” I called, pulling on my hat. It was freezing out, so we’d packed layers.
For as much as I wanted to stay in bed and discover all the ways I could make her cry my name, I also wanted us to have fun. Some good old-fashioned fun in the snow.
“Ready.” She flounced into the living room. “Hmm, you look good in a hat.”
“Babe, I always look good.”
Felicity rolled her eyes, pulling on her thermal gloves. “Are we doing this, or what?”
“Oh, it’s on.”
Her smile grew and, hand in hand, we left the cabin.
“It’s really coming down,” I said, straining my eyes against the flurry. The wind whipped the snow around us, and I glanced back at the cabin. It was beginning to bank up against the porch. “I’ll clear that off later.”
“We’ll be okay, right?” Felicity frowned.
“Yeah, the weather forecast said it’s clearing into tomorrow.” Hooking my arm around her waist, I pulled her back into my chest. “But would it really be so awful to be stranded here with me?”
“No.” She smiled up at me. “But I don’t want to miss New Year.”
Shit. New Years.
“We’ll make it, I promise.”
“So where’s this sled you speak of, because honestly, I’m tired just thinking about trying to find our way through that.” Felicity tipped her head to the woods before us.
“Stay right here.” I kissed her head before jogging around the side of the cabin and retrieving the sled. It was one of those proper wooden ones with metal plated runners and a curved back rest.
Felicity clapped her hands the second I came into view. “Now we’re talking.”
“Just go steady, we don’t want no accidents.”
“Jason,” she huffed indignantly, “I am quite capable of getting onto—” Her foot slipped and she went backwards, landing on her ass with an oomph.
“You were saying?” I bit back a laugh, offering her my hand.
“It’s very slippy.” She huffed, slipping again.
“Here, let me.” I scooped her up in my arms and gently lowered her to the sled. “Better?”
“Just when I think I can’t love you anymore...” She rolled her eyes dramatically.
I grabbed the rope and tested the pull. The sled glided over the snow with ease.
“I could get used to this,” Felicity called.
“Oh, really?” I arched a brow over my shoulder, smirking. “You’d better hold on then.”
“Jason, no—”
Too late.
I took off running, pulling the sled behind me. Felicity’s shrieks filled the air, but they had nothing on the rumble of my laughter.
Felicity
We spent all morning in the snow. I was cold and my boots and socks were damp, but I hadn’t smiled so much in a long time. There was something about the snow that made you revert to being a kid.
We’d had snowball fights and made snow angels. Jason had pulled me through the woods, shaking the snowcapped trees over me as we went. We’d even made a snowman, complete with twig arms and stone eyes. By the time we finally made our way back to the cabin, my ribs ached from all the laughter.