~Melanie~

I glided through the white fluffy snow on my skis as deep green pine trees flew by me. Ethan laughed as he skied backward next to me down the mountain.

I laughed at him, "Careful!"

He chuckled with me, then said in a British accent, "We're almost at the bottom. Last one there is a rotten egg!"

I grinned as I pushed my ski poles harder against the snow beneath me and jolted forward. Ethan raced down the mountain, trying to beat me to the ski lodge at the bottom.

We both made it to the bottom out of breath, but he got to the ski lodge two seconds before me.

He laughed, taunting me as I pouted, catching up to him. "Oh, come on. Hot cocoa will warm us up, hm?"

I smiled and nodded as I unlatched my ski boots and followed him inside.

The lodge felt familiar, but I couldn't pinpoint why. There was a dark gray kitchen with black granite countertops to the left and a large black leather sofa to the right sitting in front of a blazing gray stone fireplace. A large white fur rug laid in between the sofa and the fireplace, just waiting to be stroked.

I walked over to the fireplace and sat on the fur rug, feeling it run through my fingers. It was as soft as it looked. I glanced up as Ethan walked over with two mugs of hot cocoa.

He's no longer in his ski jumpsuit but in dark wash jeans and a tight white tee shirt. God, he looked so sexy. He set the mugs on the side table, then joined me on the rug.

He slowly inched his hand up my bare leg, compelling me to realize I was no longer in my ski jumpsuit either but in a black lace nightgown. Ethan inched his hand up further and further, moving over my hip as my heart raced.

His fingers lingered on my chest before continuing their climb to rest on my cheek. I looked into his rich blue eyes and bit my lip as he leaned in to kiss me.

As our tongues danced, I crawled onto his lap and straddled him. Our kiss intensified, and I moaned into his mouth as Ethan bit my lower lip, pulling away slightly with it still between his teeth.

I wrapped my arms tighter around his broad, muscular shoulders as I ground my hips against his. Ethan moaned. I ran my hands up and down his muscular back until they stopped in his dirty blonde hair.

Ethan swiftly lifted me by my waist and laid me down against the fur rug. I gasped as he leaned over me and began trailing kisses down my neck, resting on the cleavage peeking out of the nightgown. He bit down hard. I gasped and arched my back as a low moan slowly escaped my lips.

"I want you," I told him.

Ethan pulled away with a grin before taking his shirt off. I stared at his lean muscle and reached up to touch him. His jeans weren't on anymore, but I was still in my nightgown.

As I held onto his shoulders, he leaned down against me and widened my legs with his knees. I looked into his eyes and saw the reflection of the fire glistening.

Our bodies joined together. His soft lips kissed mine as my hands ran through his hair, our hips rocking in sync. My breaths shortened, and my moans grew higher in pitch as I felt the tension building inside me.

"Oh, God! Yes, Ethan!"

Ethan grunted in response as I felt almost ready to explode.

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