Page 58 of Everything In Between
Together, we haul the sled back up the hill. Jersey stands with her hands on her hips, staring down the slope once again. She’s sucking in deep breaths from the hike, but she turns to me with a devious expression.
“I want to sit in the back.”
Wariness settles in my belly, and I shake my head. “I’m not sure that’s a good idea.”
When I proposed this idea to her, she told me she’d never been sledding before. There’s zero chance I’ll let her take control of the reins on her second run.
“Come on, buzzkill.I think it’s only fair that you get a face full of snow too!”
“It doesn’t make much sense for me to sit up front. I’m a lot bigger than you.” I land a kiss on the tip of her rosy nose. “If I’m in front, I’ll topple the sled without the weight balance from the back. How about we give it a few more goes this way?”
She arches her head toward the sky, annoyed, but even then she’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. “Fine. Come on!”
Jersey settles into her seat, and I position myself behind her, wrapping my arms around her middle and hauling her back into me again. She wiggles her bottom a bit, getting comfortable, and it sends a flash of desire straight through me.
I clear my throat and tighten my arms around her. Pushing off again, we fly down the hill. Snow flies up around us at every angle. Jersey’s twinkling laugh hits me straight in the heartstrings and I decide I could listen to that sound for the rest of my life. I’ll do whatever it takes to make sure that Jersey never stops laughing when she’s around me.
Finally, when Jersey’s teeth are chattering and her nose is bright red from the biting cold, I call it a day. “We should get you inside.” I rub my hands up and down her arms. “You’re freezing.”
Jersey vehemently shakes her head. “One more. And I want to sit in the back.Please, Hayes?”
She sticks her plump lower lip out in a pout, and there’s no way I’m going to be able to resist her. The girl has me wrapped right around her finger without even realizing it.
“Okay,fine. Just one go, all right? Then inside.”
She nods and claps her gloved hands excitedly. Groaning internally, I situate myself on the sled first, noting how Jerseyslides in behind me and wraps her arms around my broad middle. I know this is a terrible idea, but it’s too late now.
Jersey kicks us off the slope and we begin our descent.
We make it barely halfway before we’re toppling over in a loudooffrom me and a slightly surprised yelp from Jersey.
The two of us sprawl in the snow, the sled continuing its slide down the hill without the unbalanced weight limiting its path.
I sit up, wiping the snow out of my face, and search for Jersey, laying on her back in the snow, staring up at the sky and laughing her cute little ass off.
Fighting off the smile, I crawl toward her, crunching through the snow on my hands and knees until I’m looking down at her.
“I told you that was a bad idea,” I say with a laugh, unable to fight off the infectious humor that she’s experiencing.
“You should’ve seen your face!” She squeezes her eyes shut, consumed again with the giggles. “Oh my gosh, that was sofun!”
Unable to help myself, I lean down and kiss her. Jersey responds by throwing her arms around my neck and tugging me down until most of my weight is resting atop her.
I lick across the seam of her lips, begging her for access. She opens for me like a flower blooming in the spring, her enthusiasm seeping through her kiss. Her arms tighten around my neck and she makes a soft mewling sound in the back of her throat.
Despite the bitter cold, my body heats with a need for her.
But even that’s not enough to deter me from some common sense.
I somehow find the strength to pull away from her and scoop her up in my arms and carry her up back toward the house. Her eyes sparkle for a second, her nose still rosy from the cold. Looking over my shoulder, she glances back down the hill.
“What about the sled?”
“Screw the sled,” I say firmly before bending down to kiss her again.
As much as I’d like to kiss her the entire way back to the house, I’m worried I’ll trip over the uneven, snow-covered terrain. So against my better judgement, I pull away from her and focus on the walk back.
Once we’re inside, I disrobe down to my boxers, and Jersey follows my lead until she’s in a tank top and her panties. Her nipples are hard, poking through the flimsy material of her top.
