Page 12 of Girl in the Snow
Deanna focused on the fire again, gold and orange flames leaping and twisting, as Cal jogged away towards the stairs at the back of the open plan space.She hadn’t even been upstairs.His bedroom was probably up there, but it was warmer by the fireplace.
While he was gone, she mentally catalogued all the problems she had to deal with in the next few days.Get her hire car re-started or get a tow truck.Work out when and where to open the package from her mother, which was currently stashed in her suitcase, still inside her now-snowy cabin.
Finally, she had to find a place to stay for at least a few days, if Cal didn’t want her to stay on at the lodge.That seemed unlikely, since they were getting on, andgetting it on, like nobody’s business.She hadn’t been so drawn to a man, hadn’t wanted to do unspeakable things to anyone, in literal years.Sad, half-hearted dates courtesy of the apps and introductions to friends-of-friends hadn’t resulted in anything special.In fact, she’d been feeling like a dried-out husk of a woman.Until now.
The throbbing heat between her legs, the feeling of wantingmore, was everything she desired.She shifted restlessly on the sofa, as she waited for Cal to return.
Just then, Cal sneaked up on her from behind the sofa and vaulted over the armrest, to land right beside her.She shrieked and pulled the blanket up again, cowering behind it.
“Don’t do that to me.I nearly had a heart attack!”Deanna swatted him on the shoulder with her hand, the other hand pressed over her pounding heart.“This girl is scared to death of horror movies, and I don’t need you acting them out in a remote lodge in the woods.”
“Oh.Sorry about that.”Cal smiled, a lopsided expression that was nothing short of adorable.He didn’t sound sorry in the least.“What if I make it up to you?”
Deanna grinned.“That could work.Depends on what you have in mind.”
Cal leaned in for another kiss, and Deanna was with him.She couldn’t get close enough.She shuffled over and straddled his lap, settling on top of him.They both groaned at the new contact, his erection covered by denim, and she was only wearing her cotton briefs.The perfect friction, hitting herright there.
Deanna unbuttoned Cal’s jeans, pushing her hand below the waistline, teasing the strip of skin she exposed with her fingertip.She kissed him deeply, tasting him and teasing him.
Kissing wasn’t supposed to be so all-consuming, so intense.The way he fisted his hand in her hair again, pulling her close, had her panting.Then, he pushed down her camisole again and broke their contact with a tug on her lower lip, but only so he could kiss his way down her neck and collarbone.Finally, he licked a circle around her straining nipple and drew it into his mouth.
She gasped as a powerful sensation zipped straight to that spot between her thighs that was crying out for more contact.
“Please,” she said, as she freed him from his jeans.Stroking him with one hand, she stared at the gorgeous sight, his erection straining upwards almost to his belly.
Cal nuzzled between her breasts for a moment, then leaned back and reached into his back pocket.He pulled out a row of foil packets and waved them in front of Deanna’s face.
She grabbed them with a laugh and raised an eyebrow at him.“Confident, are we?”
He shrugged.“Best to be prepared.”
“You’re a boy scout.”Tearing open one packet and throwing the rest on the coffee table, she got to work and quickly sheathed him.
She was just trying to be efficient, but he moaned as if she was torturing him, in the best way.A shiver of pleasure passed through her whole body from her scalp to the tips of her toes.
Holding her at the small of the back, Cal lifted himself up and pushed his jeans down his legs, nearly dislodging her from his lap.But she wasn’t having that.
Deanna got rid of her underwear before taking him in hand and guiding him into place, exactly where she needed him.Then, ever so slowly, she settled back down on his lap, taking him fully inside.
Cal surged forward, his strength revealed in the flex of his biceps.
Deanna threw her head back and gasped, holding onto the back of Cal’s neck as he thrust up into her.So deep.So full.So incredible.Her heart thundered as she began to rock.Back and forth.Then she opened her eyes.
Cal’s expression nearly undid her.His dark eyes reflected the flames of the nearby fire, and his jaw was tense, locked as if in anger.But he wasn’t angry.Oh no, he was concentrating.Watching her expression.Palming her breast.He thrust upwards again and she saw stars at the edges of her vision.
Deanna kept up her movement, pressing herself against him even as he shifted again beneath her.It was enough to tip her over the precipice she’d been hovering on.
“Cal!”she cried out, as an explosion of heat and electricity rushed through her system.
With her eyes screwed shut, the red haze behind her eyelids had her believing for a second that she was on another planet.A sexy planet, full of stern, wizardy men who wanted to make her scream.Mmmm.
Then Cal’s low moan woke her from her dream-state.As she snapped her eyes open, he shuddered under her and grabbed her face, kissing her, making her body unwind and then heat again under his touch.
He thrust inside her once more, holding her to him, grinding into her with ultimate control.But his fingers shook when he stroked a path down her arms.Then, he went still.
“Wow.”She laughed as she pulled back, running her fingertips up and down his chest.“That was intense.Amazing, but intense.”
Cal tipped his head to one side.“That’s because you’re perfect, Dee.I need you.I…don’t want to let you go.”
