“Stop! Stop!” I bat her away playfully. “I’m gonna pee!”
She relents, and I hunch over, euphoric with laughter. Then she kisses me and kisses Ethan, and I’m not just aching from the laughter anymore.
Our shared kisses shift from light and playful to something slower and more sensual. I gaze at Juniper between kisses. She’s so beautiful. Her wavy, chestnut brown hair falls around herface, her fringe set in place, perfect as ever. Her blue eyes sparkle with delight and desire. I could lose myself in those eyes if she’d let me.
Then Ethan reaches out to me, his own brown eyes dazzling. Of course I’m bisexual. How did I not know for so long?
There are two stunning humans gazing at me—and I at them—with such want. I want them both just as much, and they both turn me on. Yet, insecurities linger within me. Is this all really happening? Is this all really real?
Ethan eases Juniper back, laying her down on the blanket spread beneath us. He tugs at her top, and she pulls it off, grinning at us both.
I lean over her, my fingers at the waistband of her leggings. “Can I take these off too?” I ask.
“Yes,” she breathes.
We undress her together. Then Ethan captures her mouth with his, and for the first time in my life, I go down on a woman—on Juniper. It feels incredible. She tastes of yearning and sex, and I can’t get enough.
“Is this … am I doing it right?” I pause, looking up.
Juniper moans, reaching down to run her fingers through my hair.
I press on, and she quakes beneath me. I guess I’m doing okay.
I’m nervous, but I don’t hold back.
I push through my feelings of inadequacy, of not knowing, of being out of my depth, and instead I focus on giving her absolutely everything I’ve got. I suck, and lick, and lap at her. I tickle and tease her with my tongue then gently ease a finger in, curling it inside her. She shivers with pleasure, wet with heat and want.
When I look up again, she’s staring down at me. They both are, their expressions glazed with an aching desire.
“Keep going,” she whispers to me softly, urgently.
Ethan bites his lip as I dip down again to finish the job.
Darkness comes, and we ignore the lamps, even though the power is back. We light candles instead, and, surrounded by flickering flames and fur, we ourselves become electric.
The cabin hums with our renewed passion. The walls ring with all the sounds of our play and pleasure.
In the deepest depths of this snowy woodland paradise, we are the warmest things around, and we tumble from the blanket on the living room floor, down the corridor, and to the bedroom—licking, and touching, and fucking the cabin down.
I stand naked, legs spread wide, palms flat against the cool glass of the bedroom window. I look out into the dark, glimpsing snowflakes between flashes of lust so overwhelming I have to close my eyes to stop from falling myself.
Juniper kneels in front of me, and when I dare to open my eyes, I come apart, again and again, her sultry gaze on mine as her fingers delve deeper and she sucks on my clit.
Reflected in the glass, Ethan watches us from the bed, his cock held firmly in his hand, desire and admiration in his eyes.
Chapter Thirteen
Clearskiesgreetusfor the final time. We may never return to this same morning light, and I can hardly bear it. It’s our last day. How did that happen? It’s gone so fast.
It doesn’t snow. Everything is settled. What’s there is all laid out flat, clean, and quiet on the ground. Those same trees, thick with green needles, drip in the sunshine as it warms their bones and mine.
I inhale, matching my palms to the prints on the glass I made last night.
I am forever changed, but this place will remain a part of me.
The trees, the snow, her, and him, and us—we’re woven into the fabric of this cabin now. And though it may not be ours to keep, I will savour these memories and perhaps return to them in my thoughts, if not again in real life one day.
Juniper said she’d come visit us in England in the summer, but that’s still months away. I don’t want to say goodbye.
