I shrug, adjusting my semi. “Is that supposed to be a threat?”
Shaking his head, he shoots up and offers me his hand. I take it and let him help me up. “I told you. I am having an awfully hard time keeping my hands off you even without you attacking my mouth or trying to sneak your way into my pants.”
“That sounds like ayouproblem to me.”
“You’re a devil, you know that?”
“Who, me? No way.”
Laughing, he guides me to the ice. We hold hands until I get used to it, which doesn’t take too long. He accuses me of lying about skating, so I explain that I used to rollerblade. With the sun on my back and Jake next to me, I have an amazing time sliding across the frozen lake. It feels like a dream. In fact, this whole holiday I was forced into feels like one.
The picnic following our skating session is delicious. There is fruit, coffee, even hot pastries. When I ask him how and when he managed to organize all of this, he shrugs.
“So, if you didn’t do skating, what sports did you train?” he asks once we’ve packed and headed deeper into the woods.
“Horse-riding. Swimming. I played cricket for a while, but found it was a little too… stationary for me. So I switched to tennis. I also did a bit of judo. Nowadays, I mostly go to the gym since it’s the most convenient for me. My PT tells me what to do, so I don’t have to think about it either.”
“I’m my own PT.” Jake grins, flexing his arms. I know he said it as a joke, but he’s done a great job if his toned physique and ability to carry me like I weigh nothing is anything to go by. “And I swim when I find the time.”
As we trek through the snowy terrain, he tells me about the sports he wanted to try as a kid but couldn’t. I’ve always lived in big cities with lots of activities to do, but he’s been in North Hut for a long time. Aside from what the hotel can offer, there isn’t much else he can do.
“And I’m definitely trying surfing when I move south,” he says, mimicking balancing on a surf.
“I’m not particularly good at it, but I’ll cheer you on from the shore.”
“You better. And you should also warn me if any sharks are coming. I’d rather not get my leg chomped off.”
“You’d be lucky if it’s just a leg,” I muse, laughing when he aims a terrified scowl my way.
A bit more walking as the sun starts to dip, and we reach a small wooden cabin. Smoke is coming from its chimney, spreading the smell of burning wood. I inhale deeply, suddenly back to my kid years when Charlie and I would go to Ben’s house for Christmas. We’d have a roast and open the presents, then spend the entire day playing in the snow.
We approach the cabin, but instead of knocking, Jake just waltzes in. There is no one inside. Firewood crackles in the corner and warmth from it seeps outside through the open door. I close it, rubbing my chilly hands.
“What is this?” I ask, looking round the cozy interior.
There is a couch and a TV, a kitchen corner with a fridge and a stove. A bathroom where I can spy a tub is tucked in the corner and next to it is a small bedroom with just a bed and a wardrobe.
“It’s one of the private cabins on the hotel grounds. Because of the storm, this one is empty. I thought we could make use of it for the day.” He goes to the fridge and grabs two cans of soda. Handing me one, he flops onto the couch. “It’s nothing much, but I hope you don’t absolutely hate it.”
It’s nostalgic. “I don’t. I think it’s quite cute.” I sit next to him and open the can of refreshing lemonade.
“Good. Let me know when you are in the mood for a late lunch. There’s fish and venison.”
Shuffling closer, I hook a finger under his chin and turn his head so he’s facing me. I’m at my limit. We are alone in a warm, secluded cabin and my body is on fire. “I’ve got a better idea.”
He sucks in a deep breath. “Are you trying to seduce me?”
Licking my lips, I lean in and inhale him. “I’ll take a shower to warm up. Join me if you want.”
He grabs my wrist, but I slip away. An erection is already tenting his pants when I give him a shameless once-over. His eyes go dark and hooded, greedy as they roam me. I begin to undress. He spreads his legs wider, giving himself a quick stroke. His focus stays firmly on me though, like a laser sight. I love its intensity, the way it makes my skin tingle. I also can’t wait for him to discover the surprise I’ve prepared for him. It’s kept me on edge all day, but I’m sure he will appreciate it.
Slowly, I take off my pants. With them out of the way, the air is chilly on my skin, but it only makes the whole thing more exhilarating. My dress shirt hangs to my ass, hiding it from view. But not for long. I undo the buttons one by one, loving the way Jake is holding his breath. Once they are all undone, I turn my back to him. My stomach twists, turning upside down. Adrenaline floods my system. I’ve never done this for anyone. But I was up most of last night fantasizing what he might have in store for me. It left me horny and needy, so I decided to make the most of it.
Looking over my shoulder, I slide the shirt off my shoulders first, then down my back, then waist, until it’s pooled on the ground around my ankles. Jake’s eyes go wide. A growly, hungry sound rips out of him.
“Fuck, Ethan. This is… Fuck, you look so fucking sexy, baby.”
I preen, my chest suddenly tight. I wiggle my ass and spread my cheeks, clenching around the metal toy. Its end is wider and shaped like a gemstone. I love the way it feels and how it looks tucked between my ass cheeks. Thanks to the jockstrap I’ve put on, Jake gets an unreserved view. I got both the sexy underwear and the plug in the hotel shop the other night. There was a tiny section at the back, behind a red curtain. A range of fun adult toys were available, and it gave me some idea…
