“Right here, pretty girl,” I growled.
She whirled around, gasping just as I threw the first snowball. It hit her square in the chest. Instantly, she retaliated with one that barely missed my head. I threw the next one while reaching into my pocket for more. My arsenal was soon depleted and I stood looking at Rabbit. Her cheeks were flushed with cold and laughter and her hair gleamed in the sunlight as she danced around trying to avoid being hit. My earlier anger now forgotten, I grinned as I watched her. I pulled the last snowball from my pocket and dropped it on the ground. “I surrender,” I laughed. “Do with the grumpy man what you will.”
I wasn’t prepared for what happened next. One moment I was standing and the next Rabbit came barrelling at me, hitting me square in the chest, knocking us both into the snow. My breath left me in a large gasp as I stared at her, wide-eyed in shock. Then I rolled her over and, grinning, whispered “Gotcha,” as I pushed a handful on snow down her neck. Her squeals and laughter made me chuckle and I gazed down at her. As her laughter died away, I leaned down. “Forgive me, Rabbit,” I whispered quietly into her ear. “I’m such an asshole.”
I pulled back and was startled to see tears in her eyes. Had I hurt her somehow? Her healing injuries were always foremost in my mind, but maybe I accidently held her too tightly?
“Baby, are you okay? Did I hurt you?”
She shook her head. “I know you were upset, Joshua. I know you only see the failure, but I see the victory. And these last few days, as hard as it was, you won.” Her quiet words of praise rolled through me and I gazed at her, feeling my own emotions suddenly shift.
Groaning, I lifted her head out of the snow and crashed my lips to hers. My tongue pressed decisively onto her bottom lip, demanding entrance, and when her lips parted I delved inside impatiently, wanting her taste. I wound my hand into her hair and tilted her head, wanting more. Deeper. Wetter. Hotter. Over and over, I tasted her, my tongue stroking, dipping, and pressing. Hot, blistering need filled me. The need to feel her wrapped around me. Now.
Her hands wrapped around my neck, keeping me tightly pressed to her face, while soft whimpers came from the back of her throat. My free hand found the zipper to the bulky parka she was wrapped in and pulled it down hastily, my hand diving inside and up under her shirt to the warm skin. It still wasn’t enough and, abruptly, I sat up pulling her with me. I leaned back, gasping. “Tell me to stop, Rabbit. Tell me to stop now, or I won’t be able to,” I pleaded, my body already trembling with the effort of staying back from her.
She shook her head. “Don’t stop,” she whispered, her voice ragged with desire.
Leaning forward, I pulled the parka off her, grinning when I saw she had my hoodie on underneath and I shrugged out of my coat. Both were tossed to the snow and I immediately lifted her on top of them. I hesitated, and then pulled off my heavy cable knit sweater leaving my skin bare to the sun.
“Joshua, you’ll get cold!” she gasped
I shook my head.
“No. I won’t, Rabbit. Right now I’m so fucking hot for you, that would be impossible,” I growled.
I pulled down the zipper of my hoodie she was wearing, exposing her to the cold and quickly laid her back, covering her skin with my own. I loved that there was nothing under the hoodie to stop me from feeling all of her skin. Again, I tilted her head and ravaged her mouth deeply. Every nerve ending in my body was screaming for her. I felt her arms wrap around me and her hands caressing my bare back in long slow strokes. Her legs wrapped around my hips and I pressed my throbbing erection into her warm centre.
My hand roamed over her upper torso and arm and then down to the waistband of the sweats she was wearing. I pulled on the elastic and plunged my hand inside. I groaned when I felt her soft slick centre.
“So wet, Rabbit … always so wet for me.” I moaned lowly, breaking away from her mouth.
Her hips arched into my touch and I stroked and teased her, my lips never leaving her skin. I licked and nipped at her neck and ears, kissed my way across her collarbone and down to her chest, teasing her cold nipples with my tongue. I could feel her shivers and prayed it was from lust and not the cold. She shifted and then I felt her hand wrap around my rigid cock, stroking, gently at first, then more firmly. My hips thrust forward into her hand.
“Rabbit … I need to be inside you.”
Wordlessly, she lifted her hips and I pulled the sweats down over her feet and mine followed suit. We both gasped at the cold air, and then again when I plunged inside of her in one stroke. My head fell forward, the sensations of the heat of her engulfing me and the cold air that surrounded us creating an intense experience. I began to move and closed my eyes. “I’m not going to last long, Rabbit,” I gasped out.