Snowed In: A Billionaire Winter Novella by Linnea May

Author:Linnea May [May, Linnea]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-12-01T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 28

Jason

Two things were different this morning.

First, I didn't wake up with a terrible headache, even though I'm pretty sure we drank more of that hot wine last night than we did the night before.

Second, I didn't wake up alone on the couch. When I opened my eyes, I was upstairs, next to her, in her bed. I had never seen her bedroom before, and I was surprised when she asked me to come with her upstairs. There was a new sense of intimacy between us when I walked into her room. My eyes wandered through the small room, studying every little thing about it, even though there wasn't much to see. It's a tiny room with a sparse amount of furniture. A bed, a vanity, a dresser, and bookshelves. The walls were almost completely covered with bookshelves. She tried to stop me from taking a closer look, because she got embarrassed again. It was the cutest thing.

She had been naked, freshly fucked, with the new bruises she had begged me to make around her neck. We've had another play session, and this one included me throwing her into a pile of snow after she tested me, her level of sass growing with each act of misconduct I let pass. Her skin was still red from the cold when we returned inside to her room. She freely bared her body to me, but felt intimidated when I inspected her books.

Most of the titles were similar to the ones I saw downstairs, but there were also a few classics, old editions of Margaret Atwood and Louisa May Alcott next to contemporary titles, and some Fitzgerald and Salinger in-between. She's a bookworm for sure, and that interest is not restricted to steamy romances.

We ended the night with something that could easily be defined as love-making. I told myself that I was being gentle on her because her body had suffered enough. She's sore and bruised all over and couldn't take another session like our earlier ones.

But it was more than that. It felt right to be close to her in that way, to feel her skin against mine, to see right into her deep blue eyes as I thrust into her, to feel her erratic breath on my face. It was gentle and kind, but passionate.

We dozed off right after, and when I woke up this morning, she was still sleeping, or at least pretending to be. I slipped out of the room and took a quick shower before going downstairs to make breakfast for us. I felt like I needed to do something good for her, something nice.

I saw the hurt in her eyes last night. I saw it when I said that the weather was clearing up, I saw it when I said that I'd book a flight, and I saw it when we were fucking. A weight has settled on my heart, and I can't seem to do anything about it.

I can't stay. She knows that. I have to get back to New York.

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