Yes.God yes.
And no.
“Wait.Wait, stop.”I pulled my hand away from his bulge, guilty and ashamed of myself.I did want this.Physically, yes, but the rest of me was another story.I meant nothing to him.This marriage was a joke.I couldn’t take what was already complicated and make it painful too.Not when so much of my life was wrapped up in work.
His brows knit together as he gazed down at me, his breaths coming fast and uneven.
“No?Really?”
“Really.You know we shouldn’t do it.Let’s not make this any harder than it has to be.”When he sighed, I begged, “Please, Clay.I don’t know what’s happening, but I know it can’t.You know it too.”
“Don’t tell me what I know.”He stood, leaving me to straighten out my dress before sitting up.“I’m sure you did us a favor.Good night.First meeting is at ten tomorrow?”
I wanted to thank him but instead replied, “Yes, down at the lodge.”
“I’ll be ready.”He took his jacket with him, striding from the room and closing the door so I could flop back on the bed and wish I was never born.
It was clear this trip wasn’t going to work out as planned.It didn’t matter what I had to do to arrange for us to stay separately.We had another two weeks ahead of us, and I wasn’t sure I’d be able to push him away the next time he touched me.I was barely able to do it this time.
My mind was made up by the time I finished changing into a T-shirt and shorts.I would ask for a room at the main lodge in the morning with the excuse of wanting to get the full picture of what guests could expect from their experience.As for the rest of the trip, I would come up with whatever excuses I had to.
Otherwise, I would end up taking a step I could not take back.
After turning out the light, I dropped into a deep but troubled sleep, almost like a fever dream, where nothing made sense.Flying on the jet, only this time, I was with Matteo.“I’m so glad it’s finally just the two of us on our honeymoon,” he said with a smile before leaning in to kiss me, and his kiss tasted like sawdust.When I tried to turn my head away, he held me in place with both hands, shoving his tongue down my throat until I gagged.
I woke up coughing, gagging like I had in my dream.My heart was pounding, and my pajamas were damp with sweat.I threw the duvet back and sat up, then noticed something.
I had pulled the blackout curtains over the window, but there was never any way to keep just a sliver of light from leaking in.And the light leaking in from both sides of the curtains was much too…white.Bright, glaring white that got me out of bed.
“No,” I whispered, shaking my head like I wasn’t alone in the room.Like anybody could hear me reacting to the fuck ton of snow that had fallen overnight.So much snow was piled in drifts that almost reached the window, and it was still coming down.
Fuck.I grabbed my phone from the nightstand.There were two missed texts from Ed Johnson, the general manager, both sent while I was basically unconscious, considering I hadn’t stirred when the phone buzzed.
Ed:Freak storm.This was not supposed to happen.
Ed:Equipment shed is already inaccessible.Calling around for plows but could be a while.
In other words, we were snowed in.They couldn’t get the plows out of the shed because the snow had already blocked the door.Somebody would have to dig out with shovels.
Meanwhile, we were a quarter of a mile from the lodge, but it may as well have been a thousand miles with the snow coming down and the wind howling.
I was stuck here with the one man I needed most to get away from.
9
CLAY
“Wake up!Clay, wake the hell up already.”
Was she serious?I could barely open my eyes.It didn’t help that I hadn’t done much more than take a brief nap during the night after slamming the door and jerking off with the taste of Mira’s lips still fresh and the sound of her desperate whimpers ringing in my ears.After coming until I couldn’t see straight, I stripped down and got into bed, forgoing pajamas in favor of oblivion.Normally, I would’ve passed out cold.
Instead, I lay in the dark room, listening as the wind picked up on the other side of the curtains, fighting like hell to stay where I was and not invade her room, sinking inside her.What it would feel like to have her pussy clench around my cock buried inside her, taking my length inch by inch until she was screaming my name.We were so close.She wanted me, wanted so much more than my hand against her mound.Self-control had never been a problem for me until now.
And I was supposed to be happy, waking up to her urgent cries after she robbed me of sleep?
My head weighed a ton, but I managed to pick it up from the pillow.“What time is it?”I asked, fumbling for my phone in the dark room.
I hadn't locked the door, and now I had to deal with her sticking her head in and disrupting what sleep I managed.“We’re snowed in.”
