A Snowy Night (4 page)

“
I told you this was perfect. I have it. You can get up now.
”

He jumped up off the snow and ran to his clothes on the porch.

Anna laughed.
“
You baby. You were only out there like a minute and a half.
”

“
Yeah, with ice pressed up against the side of my body that entire time. You want to give it a try? Come to think of it, I
’
d love a memento of my own.
”

“
You had your shot.
”
She cackled, knowing she had the best of him.
“
Let
’
s go check them out on my laptop.
”

They sat side by side, Joshua back in his jeans and t-shirt, with a blanket draped over their shoulders so he could share her body heat. Maybe her polar bear stunt hadn
’
t been the nicest idea after he
’
d already spent so long in the snow earlier. Or maybe he was just using the excuse to sneak a cuddle, Anna mused.

Joshua shrugged after looking at the pictures.
“
Okay, so your shot was probably sexier, given an objective opinion. But I think I won it for you, babe. So, I
’
m calling a bonus. Red
lace
panties on that plush rug in front of the fire.
”

A delicious shiver ran over her skin as Anna thought about baring herself for him, and for the camera.
“
With the apron?
”
Her voice quavered as she spoke.

“
No. You
’
re the one who decided to go nude. Now you get to give back a little. I
’
m letting you keep your panties.
”

“
Just because they turn you on.
”

“
That may be so, but my motives aren
’
t in question. On the rug.
”
He pointed, and her eyes fol
lowed the gesture. The fire crackled
merrily beyond the thick cream-colored rug.

“
If you
’
re calling a bonus, I
’
m going to enjoy it. I think I need a little help undressing.
”

He stood, and she could tell by the bulge in his pants, which he made no effort to hide, that his erection hadn
’
t abated.

He caged her against his body with one
iron arm, the other hand tracing a slow pattern
down her side until he slipped his fingers under the waistband of the pants she
’
d thrown on.
His
breath on her neck tickled
deliciously.
Oh god, she couldn
’
t believe what she wanted to do to this man who
’
d
appeared just in time to spend a snowy night with her. He was about perfect in every way, from what she
’
d seen. With this evening
’
s events, that was saying something. She couldn
’
t wait to get him naked again. This time inside, in the fire-lit house, in her warm embrace.

He tugged her pants down, his hands hot on her flesh, despite the exposure earlier. As his fingertip grazed the back of her knee, Anna shivered and a whimper of helpless arousal escaped her li
ps. She stepped out of her pants
, and he dropped to his knees, so his face was level with her navel. Anna shrugged out of her shirt and unsnapped her bra with a faint click that brought his eyes to hers. A whisper of a grin passed over his lips, and then he kissed her belly. His tongue worked patterns
over her skin as his hands fingers softl
y stroked the
sensitive
skin at the back of her knees.

Anna arched into his touch, attempting to urge his attentions to the center of her arousal. But he was determined to take more pictures first.

He leaned back and stared into her eyes.
“
On the rug.
”
His whisper was ragged, and she couldn
’
t tell whether he meant it as a question or a statement, but she moved toward the rug all the same. He could have his pictures, and then she
’
d have his hands on her body, his tongue roaming her most sensitive and secret places, and his cock pressing into her slit, opening her wider until he could plunge into her core...

Anna sank down on the plush cream-colored rug, the fire warm at her naked back. She wasn
’
t sure how to sit, and started off cross-legged, with her palms protectively over her breasts. She figured Joshua would give her directions, but instead he murmured a sound of encouragement and crossed to the other side of the room to snap a few shots, his brow furrowed in concentration.

Anna had never been this bare for a camera, and somehow the permanence of the photos he was taking on this stolen night made her feel more exposed than
she’d
ever
felt
before.

He dropped the camera down so he could look at her.
“
You
’
re blushing. You have no idea how cute that is.
”

Anna shook her hair into her face, feeling the need to retreat.

Joshua crossed to her, and as soon as his hands touched her skin their heat seared into her, branding her. Suddenly, the warmth of the fire felt unsatisfying, far off. It was Joshua
’
s heat she wanted. She leaned toward him, just as he moved away.
“
Lay down, here.
”

She moved to do as he asked, suddenly breathless and sure the blush had darkened enough it was no longer becoming. But when her eyes darted to his, she found him staring, the look of need in his eyes so intimate that it reminded her they were strangers to each other. Slow and warm, a sliver of fear, or maybe it was shame, worked through her belly. She knew virtually nothing about this man, besides that so far he
’
d moved at her pace and they
’
d seemed to click. Could she really take him into her body, her bed, knowing so little?

Even thinking the question, she knew it wasn
’
t really a question. She
’
d never done anything so daring before. She knew that little worm of doubt should make her truly afraid, but instead it teased her senses with the unknown, making her feel alive. She wanted to sleep with Joshua, was incredibly turned on by the spontaneity of the night, and she would have him. 

Anna turned her eyes to the camera, tilting her jaw just so, at the angle she knew favored her. He snapped three or four shots in quick succession, and whistled.
“
That
’
s it. You are so sexy...
”

Anna propped her head on her hand, one knee up and the other leg buried in the sumptuous softness of the rug. She draped her other hand over her hip, and pouted.

Snap. Snap, snap, snap.

She trailed her fingers from her ribs to her navel, suggestively.

Snap, snap. Snap. Deep
breath
from the photographer behind the camera. Was she turning him on? The thought made her grin.

She dipped one finger below her panty line, biting her lip and opening her eyes wide for the camera.

Snap. Snap.

It was his breath that was most prominent now. She could see the outline of his cock through his jeans. She remembered his naked body, and made a decision. No time like the present.

Anna rose to her knees. Joshua didn
’
t drop the camera as he waited to see what she
’
d do next. She moved to him, and quickly unsnapped his jeans before he could protest or drop the camera. She
’
d had an incredibly sordid thought, and she knew he wasn
’
t that shy about having his cock photographed.

Suddenly, his big, warm hand closed over hers.
“
Hold on.
”

“
What?
”
she squeaked in surprise.

“
Are you sure about this?
”
He met her eyes over the camera.
“
I was sort of
waiting for you to back down.
”

Anna tilted her head to the side
mischievously
.
“
You
’
re nervous?
”

“
This just isn
’
t my usual MO.
”

She had to hear this.
“
What
’
s your usual MO?
”

“
You know, I usually date a girl, and then see what happens. Casual sex isn
’
t my thing.
”

Anna sat back on her heels, feeling out the doubt she
’
d willfully ignored earlier.
“
I know what you mean.
”

“
Good. I was beginning to worry I
’
d stumbled on a woman I couldn
’
t handle.
”

“
Oh, that remains to be determined. But no, I don
’
t usually sleep with strangers...
”
She trailed off, trying to decide whether to say what was on her mind.
“
I
’
ve had fun with you tonight. If you want to avoid the bedroom, I
’
m not going to hold it against you or anything.
”

He groaned.
“
It isn
’
t that. I
’
m having fun with you, too. And you can tell I want to sleep with you. I
’
ve been hard pretty much all night.
”

“
So what is it?
”

“
How about this? Will you go out with me next week?
”

Anna squirmed.
“
Next week? How about we count the tea and cookies as a date?
”

Joshua laughed, and trail
ed one fingertip along her cheekbone. Her face was still at his groin level, and she wanted desperately to undress him and ride him on the rug. Desperately. Closing her eyes, she kissed his stomach, the wiry hair teasing her sensitive skin.

When she looked up at him, his eyes reflected the sparks from the glowing fire.
“
I
’
ll take you to dinner next Friday in Seattle. Say yes?
”

“
Yes,
”
she murmured.

“
Good.
”
He unzipped his jeans and stepped out of them, while Anna took in every motion shamelessly.

When he went to set down the camera, she cleared her throat.
“
No. Keep the camera for a minute.
”

His gaze swiveled to hers, but she
’
d come much closer than he anticipated, and crouched again before his erection. She reached for him, and this time he made no move to stop her. First lightly, she stroked her fingertips along his proud length. She moved closer, her other hand on his hip to urge him toward her mouth. When she closed over his hot length, she felt a tremor run through his muscular frame. He moaned and his ass clenched as she took more of him into the wet heat of her mouth. He tasted slightly salty, and she hummed in appreciation.

Anna released his cock regretfully for a moment.
“
The camera. You don
’
t want to miss this.
”

“
Oh, god.
”
His rigid cock flexed in her grip as he raised the camera.

Snap. Snap.

Anna was close enough to flick the head of his cock with her tongue, and she did just that.

Snap, snap. Snap.

She moved her head to the side so the camera could catch her taking him in her mouth, his tip bulging out against her cheek.

Snap, snap.

She moaned as she moved lower on his shaft, taking inches into her mouth until she reached a point that felt delicious, and she savored him, swirling her tongue against his stiff flesh.
Giving head had always turned her on
. She could give a guy a
blowjob
and even if he didn
’
t touch her the entire time, by the time he came in her mouth she
’
d be dripping wet. She loved the feel of a cock in her mouth, and as Joshua touched the back of her head lightly with his other hand, urging her on, she moaned again, excitement filling her belly with need.