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I take a deep breath and push myself forward. I feel the wind on my face, the snow under my feet, and the adrenaline in my veins. I feel a surge of excitement and joy, mixed with a bit of fear and nervousness. I try to remember everything he had taught me, and I soon get the hang of it. I reach him at the bottom of the slope.

“You’re a natural,” he says, cheering for me.

“I think so. We should try the harder trails.” I’m giddy with adrenaline.

He obliges and we hold hands, skiing down different slopes. Our voices rise in excitement. Mine is sometimes in fear when I slide too fast. Overall, I’m having fun. It’s nighttime and it is beginning to snow heavily. We return to the cabin. We find the fireplace lit, making the cozy cabin warm. I suddenly feel sleepy. The padded armchairs and wide sofas call for me to take a rest on them.

I check my pocket, and I can’t feel my phone. I remember taking it out to check on a message outside.

Lance has already taken off his skiing gear, wiping the water from the melted snow on his body. “Why are you still in your gear?”

“I left my phone outside. I’ll go get it. I’ll be back soon.”

“It’s snowing heavily out there.”

“Don’t worry, I can take care of myself. I shouldn’t go too far out.” I kiss his cheek and leave the warm cabin, heading off into the freezing night.

I go down the stairs, heading to where I last used my phone. The wind blows, tugging on my clothes. I lose my footing, sliding and falling a few feet away from the cabin into the snow. I try standing up, but a huge clump of snow falls on me. A bitter cold quickly slips into my clothes and my vision grows dark.

Chapter 18

LANCE

Itouchedthewarmwater in the bathtub and swirled my hand in it, disturbing the rose petals floating lazily upon it. I wipe my hands dry on a towel hanging on a rack. I see everything is in place for Chasmin and me to have a nice time. A smile touches my lips, imagining us here together. Other than the sensual thoughts it brings up, I can’t deny being alone with her in any situation touches a new part of me..

The only shortcoming to this scene is that she isn’t here. I leave the bathroom and check the time on my phone. I furrow my brows. She’s been gone for too long to retrieve her phone. I put on my jeans and a long-sleeve shirt, leaving the room. When I reach the door, I realize too late that I ought to have put on better clothes. What I have on won’t protect me from the cold, but I can’t go back now. I snatch a sweater from the stand by the door.

I go out into the snow. It’s dark and chilly outside. The cold bites at my exposed skin, and I shiver a bit. For a while, I ignore the cold and peer into the night. A few spots of light from surrounding cabins dimly illuminate the dark night. The snow is falling heavily, making everything hazy. “Chasmin!” I call out, walking further away from the cabin. I get no reply other than the scream of the wind in my face.

I turn on my flashlight, edging forward through the snow, calling Chasmin’s name until my throat grows sore. I consider finding the security team. My heart beats erratically not finding Chasmin. The darkness seems to be getting deeper. “Shit!” I curse out. I shouldn’t have let her leave alone.

I hear a muffled cry. I stop in my tracks for a moment, wondering where the sound had come from. It comes again, fainter now. I’m not sure if it’s Chasmin but I leap at the opportunity. I follow the sound to a mound of snow, resting at the foot of a rock formation. “Chasmin, where are you?” I try again and see the mound of snow move. A hand appears.

Hastily getting on my knees, I thrust my hands into the snow. I grab a jacket and pull. The snow falls from the form I am pulling out. To my relief and shock, it’s Chasmin. Her eyes are closed shut, and her teeth are chattering loudly. She instinctively hugs me. I feel how cold she is from the snow clinging to her clothes and hair.

Not wasting more time, I lift her and make it back to the cabin immediately. Kicking the door in, I plunge into the cabin and make my way to the fireplace. I place her on the rug in front of it. The heat from the fire begins to dispel my chill, but Chasmin doesn’t seem to feel it; she’s still cold. She groans softly, her eyes barely moving under her eyelids.

I take off her clothes so the warmth can reach all of her body. Then I shake the snow from her hair and bring her closer to the fire. She shivers but moans in relief, holding my hand tightly. She opens her eyes slightly and doesn’t seem to comprehend what’s going on. “You’re with me baby, you’re safe.” I say soothingly, touching her face that now has a touch of color.

She sighs, closing her eyes. I take off my wet clothes, dumping them to the side. I join her on the floor, hugging her from the back. Her skin is beginning to feel warm; and with my body this close to her, she grows warm faster. The fire crackles softly and her breathing is like a soothing song that makes me drowsy.

I close my eyes for a moment, breathing easily since she’s out of danger.My plans can wait,I think as I remember the roses in the water. I feel her turn in my embrace until she’s facing me. Her movements elicit a groan of content as her backside rubs on my loins, exciting me. I open my eyes when I feel her soft mounds of flesh press against my chest. I see her eyes are opening, and she’s smiling.

There is a rosy red streak on her cheeks. I run a hand down to the small of her back, feeling how warm she is now. I savor the moment: the smell of her, the open adoration in her eyes, and the warmth surrounding us right now.

“You came to find me. I was so scared.” she said.

“Always baby. You scared the hell out of me.” I trace her thin brows with a finger and the curve of her face to her full pink lips.

My finger lingers on her lower lip for a minute. She places a hand on my chest and a kiss on my arm under her head. “I couldn’t think about anything under the snow except you. When you came for me, I just knew. My body knew,” she says wistfully. She draws shapes on my chest before going in for a hug.

“I have to give your body a reward, don’t I?” I breathe out as her lips find my chest. She kisses my pecs and lets her lips travel up to my jaw.

“I want every reward I can get,” I insist and look into her needy gaze. I know I’ll find it hard to ever resist her. My member is awake, tenting up my boxers and digging into her thigh. She moves her thigh gently, rubbing the fabric against my flesh. I grow hotter by the contact.

I pull her thigh over my legs. This brings us closer. She arches her head, and I lean down to kiss her neck, placing a bite on her shoulder and caressing her breasts. She squirms, running her fingers wantonly over my back.

Growling, I assess her condition. Her clothes are wet from being in the snow. Why is she still wearing panties? She moans and bites my arms to keep quiet. We pause to catch our breaths. She sits up, turning her back to me. She sweeps her hair away and turns to smile at me. Understanding her signal, I undo her bra. I sit closer until I can look over her shoulder at her chest.

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