But I’m taking it slow.
She shoves the shirt over her head, and with her lavender-blue eyes hot on mine, she slips out of her bra and lies back once more, offering herself to me in the most stunning display I’ve ever seen in my damn life.
“If I wasn’t already on my knees…” I have to swallow, unable to finish the thought before my mouth fuses to one perky nipple, and my hands take over, finished with the whole going-slow idea as Remi’s hands pull on my clothes with impatience.
“Wanna see you,” she says breathlessly. “You’re just so tall and tanned and hot.”
I grin down at her. “You think I’m hot?”
“What do you think? I don’t tear my clothes off for just anyone.”
With a satisfied smile, I help her with my shirt, but before she can make a beeline for my pants, I cover her once more and kiss her long and slow, sinking into her softness. She’s sweet and so damn potent, I have to pull back to catch my breath.
“Christ, I’m about to take you here on the floor, and I haven’t even kissed you properly.”
She licks her lips. “You can do that again.”
“Gladly.”
We become a frenzy of lips and hands, and she manages to get my pants undone, sliding her hand down into my underwear, wrapping a magical hand around my dick, and holding firmly.
“Well, hellllllo,” she says in satisfaction.
“He says hi back.” I nibble her lips, worry her nipple between my thumb and forefinger, and when her hand starts to move faster, I pull back and spread her legs wide.
If I let her keep jacking me off, I’ll make a damn fool of myself.
Instead, I tug her panties to the side and lean in to tease. To taste. To make her fucking crazy.
“Seth!” Her legs start shaking as an orgasm moves through her, and I grin against her, pleased as hell to watch her fall apart. “Holy crap.”
“Again.” This time, I sit up, plunge two fingers inside of her, and press my thumb against her hard clit. “Come again for me, Remi.”
She shakes her head, but she can’t control it. Her pussy pulses around my fingers as she flies even higher than before.
“Holy crap,” she says again, completely out of breath. “Your turn.”
Before I can reply, she attacks my pants, yanks them down my hips, and when my dick springs free, she wraps that sweet mouth around the head. With those magical lips, she proceeds to give me the best damn blowjob of my life.
She has the right touch, the right…everything. But before she can make me come, I push her back again because I want to see her face when I slide inside of her. I press her hands against the mattress and align myself with her hot, wet pussy—and then I freeze.
“Oh, fuck.”
“What?”
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
“What is it?”
I grit my teeth and close my eyes. “I don’t have a damn condom.”
I open my eyes and look down at her, finding a disappointed Remi.
“Oh. Yeah, that’s probably smart.”
I kiss her lips. Her neck. I nibble down to her breasts.
“I thought you said no condom?”
“Doesn’t mean we can’t do a whole host of other fun things.”
“But I came twice, and you—”
“I’m fine.” I push back up her body and kiss her lips, more gently this time. “Honest. I’m not a jerk or a kid. I can handle it.”
“On your back.”
I raise a brow. “Huh?”
“Get on your back, Seth.”
Who am I to argue?
I roll onto my back, and Remi gets to work, mimicking what I just did to her. She rubs me, kisses me, and when she makes her way down to my very hard cock, she settles in to drive me out of my fucking mind.
Lips and hands and then just a bit of teeth have me writhing and groaning until I come so hard, I’m pretty sure I lost consciousness.
But when I open my eyes, Remi’s smiling down at me.
“Hi,” she says.
“Hello. Am I dead?”
She snickers. “I don’t think so.” She pinches me.
“Ow!”
“Not dead.”
“Wow, I’m so glad I arranged for this snowstorm.”
She laughs and pulls her tee over her head. “Me, too.”
I right myself, leaving my pants unzipped, then get up to walk to a window that I managed to uncover earlier. It’s dark, the wind continues to howl, and it’s snowing so hard, it looks like we should have a Christmas tree in here.
When I turn back to look at Remi, she’s curled up on the mattress, her dark hair fanned behind her, and she’s sleeping.
My back aches as I roll over. Damn, did I fall off a horse again?
I crack my eyes open, and the events of yesterday flood back in: hiking up to find Remi and our night in the chalet.
When I look around, I see that Remi is gone.
I sit up and rub my hands over my eyes, then stand, throw on my shirt and shoes, and go off in search of the gorgeous brunette that I’m suddenly completely addicted to.