A
dominant lover takes his submissive partner on a weekend trip to the
mountains. Winter wonderland will never hold the samemeaning after
this. A secluded cabin, a steamy sleigh ride, a moonlit walk in the
snow have never been this hot.
He
stepped up to her when she walked out the door of her office on
Friday afternoon and slipped her arm through his.
She
pulled her wool coat more snugly around her against the cold, biting
chill of the winter afternoon. He helped her into the car and placed
a black silk blindfold over her eyes.
"Relax.
You'll enjoy it," he said as she felt the car pull away from
the curb.
He
put on some soothing, Celtic music and it lulled her until eventually
she slept, her head leaning against the cool, wet glass of the window.
"We're
here." His voice awoke her from a sound sleep. She sat up and
stretched, but the blindfold remained in place so she could not see
where they were.
A
rush of cold air assaulted her as he opened her door and unfastened
her seatbelt, helping her from the car.
She
stood on unsteady legs, still trying to push the cotton wool of sleep
from her mind.
"Where
are we?"
"You'll
see in a minute," he said as he led her along what felt like a
shoveled path.
The
air somehow smelled different, more crisp and clean than usual, more
bitingly cold. How far had they driven?
Suddenly
the blindfold was gone and a gust of warmth assaulted her. She
blinked rapidly as she accustomed herself to the light. Then she
shrieked in pleasant surprise, turned around and wrapped her arms
around his neck, feathering kisses all over his face.
"You
did it. Oh, God, this is wonderful. You finally were able to book us
a cabin on Snowtop."
She
heard him chuckle. "I wanted it to be a surprise. I thought it
would be the perfect place to celebrate."
"Oh
it is, it is," she breathed.
Turning
away, she looked around the intimate, rustic room. There was a fire
already burning brightly in the fireplace and she walked toward it.
She stepped onto the brightly colored rug and knelt before the hot flames.
He
had always been this thoughtful—and romantic. That was part of
why she loved him so much. His surprises were always so special...and
personal. They had talked for a year or more about wanting to spend a
weekend at Snowtop. It tended to be difficult to find accommodations
unless one booked well ahead and it was one of the more expensive
vacation spots around, so he must have been planning this for some
time. And he had kept it all a secret.
She
turned away from the fire as she heard the door close. He had two
suitcases in his hands and dropped them by the door.
"You'll
need to hurry—I've made some special arrangements for dinner."
She
hopped to her feet. "You have? What?"
He
shook his head and a secretive look came across his face.
"Uh-uh." He looked down at his wristwatch. "You have
thirty minutes. I've packed a dress in your suitcase. It's black, and
perfect for tonight." The look in his eyes darkened. "Only
the dress, nothing else. You understand? Oh, and the garter belt and
stockings that go with it."
A
slow smile spread across her lips. Oh, yes, she understood
completely. No bra, no panties. He liked her accessible, especially
on trips like this. She had no problem with that at all.
He
picked up the suitcases and turned away, heading up the wooden steps
to the loft above. Quickly, she followed him, eager to begin the
evening together. Her nap in the car had rejuvenated her and she
looked forward to whatever he had planned.
He
turned around to look at her as she hovered behind him waiting
expectantly. His gaze met hers. Unzipping his coat, he pulled it off
and tossed it aside.
She
waited for him to come to her. His head dipped down and he licked her
lips. Drawing back, he narrowed his gaze.
"Open,"
he commanded.
She
parted her lips willingly and he swooped down to claim them, driving
his tongue deep into her mouth. Her head dropped back as he deepened
the kiss, his tongue memorizing the recesses of her mouth, swirling
over her teeth, dancing along her tongue. Heat spread through her as
passionate need assailed her.
He
pushed her coat from her shoulders and it dropped to the floor. His
determined hands ripped open the blouse, buttons flying in every
direction and tossed it across the room. Pushing the straps of her
bra down her shoulders, he lifted his mouth from hers and pressed it
to her neck, trailing kisses along the definition of her shoulder.
Unhooking the bra, it followed the mangled blouse.
His
hands surrounded her midriff, pressing and lifting her. Her shoes
fell to the floor and he shoved them aside with his foot. Then he
lowered her back to the floor, pressing her body against him. She
felt his hard erection and her pussy flooded with her juices eager to
have him inside her. Needing him right now.
He
tore open the back of her skirt and shoved it down over her hips. Her
slip, pantyhose and panties followed quickly. She was divested of
every piece of clothing, naked before him, her body humming for his possession.
"Fuck
me," she whispered.
He
lifted his head and stepped away from her, a satisfied smile on his
lips. "Now you can get dressed." He turned away from her
and headed for the stairs.
Reviews
for Snow Falling on Lovers:
5
Roses!! ...Snow
Falling
on Lovers is sensual heat at its best. Adrianna Dane expertly
combines sizzling erotic love with heart melting romance. This was
delicious treat to read. Chocolate for the mind. Perfect to get in
that romantic Christmas mood...
--Zoe Knighton, Sensual
Reads Book Reviews
5
Stars!! ...Ms.
Adrianna Dane has written a book of pure reading pleasure. ... The
story line is a rich romance with very hot erotic scenes. ... Ms.
Dane combined a lovely romance with very steamy sex scenes. I
strongly recommend this book to every woman who loves hot romance...
--Wendy Cable, Just
Erotic Romance Reviews
5
Stars!! Once
again, the creative talent from this skilled author shines on every
page. Adrianna Dane knows exactly how to create a mesmerizing story,
where the enthralling plot is sustained by the charismatic characters
and vividly depicted setting. ... With sex scenes set at fire level
and emotionally stimulating encounters, SNOW FALLING ON LOVERS is
positively a must-read story.
--Amelia, eCataRomance
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