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“What do you want to do?”

“Well, what I want is to take you to bed, make love to you and worship your body all night.”

She blinked her large, blue eyes slowly not having a response to that.

He chuckled, glad that she was innocent enough to not have a practiced comment to fling back. “But I don’t want sex to be what we do to forget when we’ve just had the conversations like we’ve had.”

Nodding, she agreed. As he turned and started to walk away, she quickly said, “So just come and sleep. Hold me as we let it go.” Looking at the mattress, she added, “And the mattress is much more comfortable than the sofa.”

She let go of him and walked over to the bed, turning down the covers. He looked at her ass as she bent over the bed. For the first time he really noticed what she was wearing. Over the last year that he had dreamed of her, he pictured her in sexy nighties, barely there wisps of silk. But this? The material looked soft, warm, and comfortable. And utterly sexy.How the hell can she be covered and look sexy as hell?He did not have an answer but knew that he could be happy seeing her in those pajamas every night for the rest of his life.Happy?Smiling, he felt lighter than he had in years.Yeah, happy.

“I’ll be right back,” he promised and headed back out into the great room. Checking the doors, he banked the fire before he walked back into the bedroom. She was already under the covers, her blonde hair spread across the pillow and her beautiful face beaming at him. Quickly shucking his clothes, he slid under the covers with her.

Pulling her tightly into his embrace, feeling her warm breath against his skin, it only took a few minutes for him to slip into a peaceful sleep.I’m ready to live again, even if there’s pain,was his last thought.

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The next morning Tony woke up to a warm body snuggled next to his. Answering the call of the wild, his cock was already twitching and eager to play.Down boy, none of that now.Determined to continue spending time with Sherrie that did not involve ravishing her again, he willed his dick to obey.

The warm body rolled over, spearing him with her brilliant, blue eyes. “Good morning,” she said shyly, snuggling deeper into him. “This is nice. I’ve never woken up with someone before.”

His heart pounding, he could not help the macho realization that he was her first. Her first in everything. Cupping her cheek, he kissed her with all the tenderness he felt inside.

Smiling, she pushed the covers off and felt the chill of the room. “Ohhh,” she exclaimed as her bare feet hit the floor. She hustled to grab her jeans and sweatshirt before running into the bathroom.

A few minutes later she emerged, dressed warmly, announcing that she was fixing breakfast.

He lay in bed a few extra moments, not able to remember when he was this relaxed. Or lighthearted. Smiling, he jumped up as well and after taking care of his morning business he made his way into the living room to get the fire going again.

“How’s the firewood holding out?” she called from the kitchen.

He wandered in to help saying, “We should be good for a while.”

“Tony?” she said, turning from the stove. “How long do you think we’ll be stuck here?”

He rubbed the back of his neck, saying, “Don’t know. I figure they’ll get the road plowed today or tomorrow. The problem is this long-ass driveway. I’ll try getting hold of someone from VDOT and see if we can get a plow to get us out of here.”

Nodding, she set plates on the table and they dug into the hearty, warm food. After cleaning up, he asked, “You wanna go outside and see what’s around?”

Her smile lit her face as she glanced out of the windows to the glistening clearing and woods around. “I’d love to,” she agreed.

Soon, they were layered in clothing, wrapped up like Eskimos, and tromping through the snow. Just like the day before, the sun shone brightly in a perfectly blue sky and they needed their sunglasses to ward off the snow blindness. There was more than a foot of snow on the ground, with drifts up to Sherrie’s knees in some places. Tony held tightly to her hand as they walked across the clearing toward the woods near the back of the cabin. During the storm they had not been able to see the small lake that was there. Ice covered the water for a ways from the shore, creating the perfect Norman Rockwell scene.

Walking to the snow covered dock, she pulled out her phone and declared, “Selfie time,” handing it to him. With his long arms, he made several pictures of the two of them, tucked tightly together with the winter landscape in the background. Before handing the phone back to her, he quickly sent the pictures to his phone.

He wanted to keep them from the edge of the water for safety’s sake, so they made their way back around the cabin and down the driveway. Tony walked a little way ahead to see if he could tell where the path lay. Suddenly he was smacked in the back with a snowball.

Whirling around, he saw Sherrie trying to look innocent. “Where did that come from, I wonder?” she shouted.

Without saying a word, he stalked toward her. “Oh, I think I know exactly where it came from, darlin’. And you’re going to pay.”

Screaming, she tried to run but he caught up to her in just a couple of steps, tackling her around the waist. They rolled over several times in the snow. He moved so that she was on top but held her tightly in place. Tendrils of blonde hair fell from her cap, framing her porcelain skin with pink tinged cheeks. Her smiling lips were rosy red and as she looked down at him, her luminescent blue eyes once again saw deep inside of him.

“I thought we needed a little roll in the snow,” she giggled.

“Oh, yeah? Well, I guess you got what you wanted, didn’t you?”

She softly said, “I did get what I wanted, Tony. What I wanted was you. All of you.”

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