“You know,” he said as he grabbed a beer from the cooler next
to him. “It’s really nice spending time with you like this. I could
of swore you didn’t like me.” He added a sarcastic smile on his
last sentence.
“Well you know, people change.” I replied with raised eyebrows and a smile. “Hey let me have one of those.” I asked nodding my
head towards the beer in his hand.
“No! Your mother would kill me.”
“I won’t tell if you won’t?” He gave me a skeptical look before reaching down and grabbing another from the cooler.
“Just one.” He said with a warm smile. Even his smile was sexy, all I could think about was everything I wanted to do to him.
We drank our beers around the fire and talked about our favorite things about the festival. The warmth of the fire was nice in the cool night air, but I didn’t think I could hold back for much longer. It had to be getting late and I wanted to be ready for when I seduced Nate. I downed the rest of my beer and placed the down.
“Well, it’s getting kind of late and I want to take a shower before
I go to bed.”
“Okay, I’ll be in soon.”
I got up and headed inside the cabin. I rummaged through my bag to find the outfit I’d packed just for this moment, my
favorite red tank top and short shorts.
After finishing in the shower I rubbed my rose lotion all over my
skin, I wanted to be soft and smell irresistible for Nate. I quickly
made my way out of the bathroom and jumped under the blankets of one of the full beds just as Nate was making his way inside the cabin.
“I’m gonna take a quick shower too before bed.” He said as he
went into the bathroom and closed the door. I heard the shower
turn on and quickly got up to turn the control down on the heat. Tonight was going to be a cold night and I needed an excuse to cuddle up close to Nate in his bed.
I hurried back and lit a few candles then laid on the bed and hiked up my short shorts even more.
I waited patiently for him to finish, and when the water turned off the excitement rose in me like a kid on Christmas.
He opened the door and came out drying his hair with a towel. He was wearing flannel pajama bottoms but no shirt.
I bit my bottom lip as I admired the chiseled lines that led down
to his hips and into his pj’s, where his cock was hidden. He really
was an outdoors man, he was rugged and sexy and the most
masculine man I’d ever seen. I wanted him so bad I could taste
“Man we had a long day huh? I’m exhausted.” He finished drying his hair and tossed the towel over the nearest chair. “My god Jenny!” He said covering his eyes with his hand.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, even though I knew exactly what he was talking about. I pushed my ass a little higher in the air.
“Get some clothes on!”
“What do you think I’m wearing?”
“Just cover yourself up, it’s very inappropriate.” I smiled as I grabbed the blanket and pulled it over my lower half.
“I didn’t realize you were such a prude Nate.” I said teasingly. He uncovered his eyes and sat down on the bed across from me.
“Whatever, let’s just go to bed.” He pulled back the blankets and laid down. “Come on, let’s go to sleep.” Then turned off the lights.
I laid in the darkness, my heart pounding with nervousness. We were alone, and this was it, my moment.
I slowly slid out from under my blanket and made my way over
to Nate’s bed. He was on his side and turned away from me. I
lifted the blanket and slid in next to him.
“What are you doing?” He asked tensely sitting up and staring
down at me.
“I was cold. Is there something wrong?”
“We can’t sleep in the same bed,” he reprimanded. “I’m your
stepfather and you are a young woman.”
“So what.” I retorted.
“Not ‘so what‘, this is inappropriate.”
“Oh, come on. There’s nothing wrong with it. I’m just cold and I don’t want to sleep alone.” I batted my eyes and I could tell he didn’t want to argue with me. I mean everything between us was finally going well and he wouldn’t want to ruin that. He let out an exasperated breath and laid back down.
“Fine, but do not tell your mother.” “My lips are sealed.” I replied.
He turned back over and tried to tuck the blanket between us. I waited for a few moments, then reached over and grazed my hand down the muscles on his back. I could feel his body tense.
“What are you doing?” He asked. “Nothing.”
He didn’t say anything else, but I left my hand on his back. I then
scooted closer to him and let my arm wrap around him.
“Jenny!” He snapped. “What are you doing?”
“I’m just trying to warm up. I’m cold.” I said with a pout. Yet he
didn’t remove my arm from around him.
His body was hard and I could feel every muscle underneath. I
wanted him bad.
I slowly reached my hand down, I could hear him gasp.
Then I felt his hard.
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.