Chapter Twenty
Alexa
When I woke up a few hours later, it was to the smell of bacon cooking. Sitting up I pulled the blankets over my chest and I looked across to the kitchen, where Daniel was standing at the stove cooking bacon, with lettuce and tomatoes pulled out on the cutting board. I watched him work for several minutes moving around the kitchen as the bacon cooked on the stove behind him. Carefully he opened the oven and looked inside it, making sure whatever was in there wasn’t burning. I stood up carefully and went to get some clothes to put on, instead finding my warm, fuzzy pajamas.
I walked back out into the kitchen as Daniel was pulling the bacon off of the stove for whatever he was making and I sat down on one of the stools at the counter. Daniel turned around and smiled at me, “Hey there sleepy head. I thought you might be hungry so I figured I would make you just about the only thing I know how to make that isn’t on a grill, and that I can’t burn. BLTs and fries. Well, the fries might be slightly scorched. How would you like your sandwich?” He turned back to the stove and grabbed the bacon, and fries he had pulled out of the oven.
“In the living room, off your stomach. You?” I winked as I walked into the living room and spread the blanket out on the floor. I looked back to see if Daniel had everything under control, to see him fighting with the plates and bowls. Sighing, I ran over to help him with the plates, making sure he didn’t spill anything and then went back for the mayo and mustard.
Setting everything down I started to arrange stuff on the blanket. I grabbed some bread, spread the mayo and mustard on it and then layered the cheese, bacon, lettuce and tomatoes on it before I noticed that Daniel hadn’t brought in pickles. I liked pickles with my BLTs. Who didn’t?
Daniel was making his sandwich when I came back and sat down. I took a bite of my sandwich and my eyes just about rolled back in my head at the crispness of the lettuce with the bacon and I had to quickly grab for a napkin at all the juices running down my chin.
And then I realized I forgot to put the pickles on my sandwich and cursed. Daniel looked like he could barely hold back his laughter at me. Shaking my head, I turned back to my sandwich, put on some pickles and we ate in silence for a while. It became too much and I had to break it.
“Did you ever get the net and phone sorted out?” I nibbled on some of the fries as Daniel sipped at his soda. They weren’t too bad. He hadn’t burnt the house down at least.
“Um, actually, I couldn’t get a hold of anyone. There’s still no bars on the phone,” he shrugged. “I guess we'll just have to wait it out until it stops snowing and we can try and get a signal. Or at least try and drive out of here, if it’s even possible at this point. The snow was getting really deep and it’s still snowing.”
“Okay. Well, we can keep ourselves occupied.” I wiggled my eyebrows at him as I took a drink of my tea. Setting my cup down on the hearth of the fireplace I laid back and stretched, looking at the light bouncing off my pale skin. Daniel stared at me as I stretched, slack-jawed. I shimmied at him, knowing I was mostly covered, but still having my fun.
Daniel slowly stood up and gathered our dishes to clear the mess up and bring it to the sink for later. I sat there as he went into the room for something, wondering what he was up to. When he came back out he was laughing at himself. He was starting to worry me. I hoped he wasn’t getting cabin fever with as often as he was starting to laugh at himself. He was a city boy after all. They may get cold and snow in Portland, but it was nothing compared to what we got.
“What would you like to watch? We have a lot of movies. Or maybe play a game? I had a lot of games put in here too with the game system. It’s up to you.” Daniel motioned toward the television. I got up and sauntered over to him, attempting to look as sexy as possible in giant pink fuzzy footie pajamas, and investigated the games and movies, deciding on one of my favorite childhood movies, Hook.
I loved Dennis Hoffman and Robin Williams in it. It had always made me feel better when I wasn’t feeling good and right now seemed like a great time to watch it. Picking up the case, I handed it to Daniel. He smiled slightly as he put in the movie, grabbed the controller and sat on the couch, motioning for me to come and sit with him.
I strolled over to the couch as he set up the movie and sat, laying my head on his shoulder. Daniel put his arm around me and started to rub my back through my fuzzy pajamas. After several passes, he began to fondle me. I wasn’t having any of it though. I swatted his hand away.
He seemed to take this as an invitation though and he proceeded to grab my hand, pulling me across his chest, grabbing the waistband of my pajamas and sliding them down my legs. I was already soaking wet, and he was already hard as a rock, pushing into my stomach.
I gasped as he parted my legs, pushing two fingers into my hot, wet pussy, pumping them slightly, bringing sex to the forefront of my mind. I moaned and ground back against him, urging him to pump his fingers hard and faster inside of me. I needed more, and he knew it. Daniel chuckled as he trailed his wet, sticky fingers up over my ass, pushing me back on my knees as he stuck his fingers in his mouth, licking my juices off of them.
“Tasty. You sure you don’t want me to finish?’ He was smirking at me! I knew I was blushing from my arousal. Two could play at this game. Taking the waistband of his pants in my hands, I pulled it down just enough to release his hard cock, before bending down, capturing in my mouth.
I smiled, satisfied at the gasp I heard tear from his lips as I sucked him all the way into my mouth and down my throat. I had shown him what I could do before, and I wasn’t against a repeat. If he would let me. I started slow, torturously, up and down, licking, sucking. Daniel leaned back, scooting down further, giving me better access to him.
I moved fast, sucking harder as I went, until he was panting, his fingers wrapped in my hair, as he guided my head, thrusting into my mouth. Finally, he pulled me off his cock, gasping. I was grinning like the Cheshire Cat torturing Alice when she arrived in Wonderland, as I looked at him.
“Changed your mind?” Daniel managed to gasp out.
“Yes,” I said, laying back on the couch as he covered me. Fuck the movie. I want Daniel. I gave myself over to the man who was ravaging my body.
Chapter Twenty-One
Daniel
I ran my fingers thru Alexa’s hair as we laid on the couch, basking in the afterglow of our lovemaking. Groaning gently against me, she ground against my still throbbing cock as she shifted, making me groan in pleasure. I was still inside her and I was getting hard again. It was a thrill to be with a woman who could keep up with me. I couldn't remember the last time my body had responded to a woman like it was responding to hers. I was driven from those thoughts as Alexa sighed against me and my cock stiffened more.
"How does it feel to have me going from hard to soft to hard inside of you?" I whispered in her ear. Her only response was to lean back and push down on me, taking as much of me into her pussy as she could, before sliding back up. She moaned as she slid against my cock before sitting up.
She put one hand on my shoulder and reached down between us, working her clit like I just had been doing when we were fucking just a couple minutes before. I watched as she brought herself to the brink, before edging off and letting her body settle. She was controlling her orgasm like a pro. I smiled, determined to help bring her crashing, and caught her nipple in my mouth and bit. She shuddered against me, pushing her hand deeper between us, stroking my cock as she stroked her clit.
My breath caught as soon as she touched me. I knew she had been driving herself over as she fucked me, but to feel her fingers touching my cock as she rode me was torturous. I wanted to explode every time her fingertips brushed my cock, still fresh with our cum. I couldn’t let her take me first, though.
I felt her struggling to control herself as she brushed her clit at every forward motion. She ground down harder against me, and I could feel her quicken, finally letting go with a strangled yell as I grabbed her hips t
o thrust into her as she rode her climax. I was victorious, as she had been unable to control herself from falling over the edge first.
I let myself go, yelling her name hoarsely around her nipple, sucking it deeper into my mouth as I shuddered through my orgasm.
After a few moments, I sat Alexa on the couch and stood, looking her over. She seemed fine from her fall earlier in the day, but I needed to check her head one more time before I could be sure of it. Leaning down I placed my fingers gently on the back of her head and probed around to make sure the lump wasn't getting any bigger. I figured that the lack of lump was due to the fact she had been lying in the snow for so long before I found her.
I knew I would never forget the way she looked and how limp she felt in my arms when I found her and picked her up, racing back to the house. Knowing if I had waited any longer John would be on his way to kill me. Well. once I could get a damn signal out here. What we were going to do until then, I didn't know. It’s not like we could spend all our time in bed, even if I wanted to. There had to be a better way to entertain ourselves.
"Do you ski at all? I’d bought everything and had it sent here already. You look like you might be about the same shoe size as Natalie. I thought we could go skiing after the snow cleared up some. I'm not any good at it myself if you want to say no." I was kinda hoping she would say no, as I sat back down beside her.
“I’m cold,” she wrapped her arms around herself, shivering. I grabbed the blanket, tripping over my feet as I walked back to the couch.
Alexa laughed at me, the grin lighting up her face as she watched me.
“I didn’t grow up in Alaska and not learn how to ski, Daniel. If you aren’t comfortable with skiing though, we don’t have to.” I sat back down with her, pulling her against my chest as we settled in to finish watching the movie. Alexa’s head slowly started to dip against my chest as she fell into a deep sleep.
I pulled out from under her, laying her on the couch, and watched the snow fall.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Alexa
I didn’t know how much later it was when I finally woke up, just that I was alone and in the bedroom. I sat up gingerly, testing my footing eagerly, before trying to stand completely, to make sure I wasn’t going to experience any vertigo from my head injury.
Standing felt wonderful. My head felt great and I wasn’t dizzy. Nothing was sore from the fall, thank god. I walked over to our bags to find something to wear, only to find them empty. Well fuck! I couldn’t find my clothes. I decided to grab a robe from the closet until I could find them. To my surprise, they were all hanging up in the closet. Even my sweats were in the dresser. I dressed quickly and padded my way back into the living room to find Daniel attempting to make us breakfast.
But, by the amount of smoke that was filtering out of the open window, it didn’t look like it was going to well. And the smell of burnt eggs permeating the living room told me he had failed miserably at his attempt to cook whatever he was making.
"I take it something good happened while I was sleeping?" I walked across to the kitchen, where Daniel was leaning against the counter with a cup of coffee and a piece of burnt toast in his hand. He looked at the scorched omelet on the stove and flipped it onto a plate, adding some bacon and more burnt toast, before setting down on the island and motioning for me to sit and eat. I swallowed and took a careful bite. It was scorched, burnt and charcoaly. But, like a good husband, I played the role of doting girlfriend and ate diligently.
"I was able to get a low signal, so I got an email out to John, telling him what happened. Though, by now I am sure he’s figured it out. I'm not sure when I’ll get a signal again so I took advantage of it. Sorry, I didn't wake you sooner, but I thought after yesterday you could use the rest. The only bad thing? It still hasn't stopped snowing. In fact, I think it's thicker now than before." He turned to pour me a glass of juice.
Sitting down on the other side of the island, he watched me eat, probably wondering why I hadn’t remade his poor attempt at cooking. "You know you were out for fourteen hours? How are you feeling after yesterday?" He put down his cup and stared at me like I was a wounded animal. I suppose just because I looked and felt fine, didn’t mean I was fine to him.
"Compared to yesterday, I feel way better today. Not sore, not dizzy, just hungry! Well, maybe a little extra famished and will have to make something better than smoky mountain scorched eggs after this." I laughed at the look of horror on his face. I hit him gently on the arm and took off like a bat out of hell to avoid him as he started to chase me around the house.
“Hey! Be careful! You don’t need another lump on your head.” Daniel yelled as he took off after me.
When he caught me, I got lost in his eyes, trying to decipher what he was feeling, what he was seeing. I knew what I was feeling, seeing. I was seeing a man that I could raise a family with. That I could be with forever. A man who would not turn me over for a fresh piece of ass whenever it wiggled past him.
I saw the aurora shining brightly in his eyes, adventure. The rest of my life laid out before me. And with all of it, I never once thought about when it would end. Or how. No ifs. This was what I wanted. Him. However, if it didn’t work out, I would never forget. He would be everything I strove for.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Daniel
When I finally caught her, we were both out of breath and laughing. I clutched at a stitch in my side as I stared at Alexa. She was something else and she knew it. Dancing around on the tips of her toes catching her breath, waiting for me to get mine back, just so she could take off again. This was the type of woman my friends had been telling me to find for years. They told me I was too serious and needed someone to loosen me up.
Alexa was starting to bring out a side of me, I thought I’d left in high school. A piece I thought I had left when I’d thrown out my knee and destroyed my shoulder. Two injuries had cemented the fact I would never make it as a pro football player. I kept in shape, though, and loved to throw the ball around with my buddies on the weekend. It would never be the same as playing in front of all those screaming fans on Friday night under the lights.
Being down to the wire and knowing it was up to you to get the ball moving down the field and bring home victory. I had lost the feeling my senior year, in the state championship when I’d been taken out by the opposing team.
The guy was huge. 250 pounds of muscle and he was fast. I never knew what hit me as I was reaching, searching, looking for a place to throw the ball. I knew no one was open and I would have to ditch it. All I felt as I released the ball, was a terrible pain in my right arm as I hit the ground, my knee twisted behind me, my shoulder throbbing in pain. It was then I realized I couldn’t move my arm.
I knew the other guy hadn't meant to hurt me, just stop me from passing the ball, but nonetheless, my dreams had ended when I got crushed.
When I woke up in the hospital two days later, my knee immobilized, my shoulder in a Spica cast, I knew it would be a long road before I could move properly again. My shoulder was trashed, and I went thru with all the physical therapy they required, but I never threw the same again. I went to college for business management, got a master's and went on to work for Dad. I refused to look back on a career that might have been.
But Alexa made me feel all those things again. Like I could hear the roar of the crowd, the cheer of the pep squad. Like I had never lost it at all. And that was a feeling, I realized, I would give anything to keep. I would let go of the world, give up all my wealth, just to feel like that one more time. And with Alexa in my arms? I didn’t have to let go of the earth to feel it again.
She was my second chance, my lost career, the fated throw that cost it all. She was bringing everything back to order for me again, and I loved it. She was the one for me. The one I would love forever. She was my soulmate. I knew it. All those other women I had been with in the past paled in comparison. And I was okay with this. I knew I couldn’t tell her my feelings yet. I
might scare her back off into the snowstorm if she didn’t feel the same about me.
I needed to give her some time and to try to figure her out some more. Figure out if this was just a fling for her or if she felt something real for me. Maybe this snow storm was the fates bringing us together. I wasn’t an overly religious man, but if this was a sign, I might just change my mind.
Alexa looked back at me as I studied her, probably trying to figure out what I was thinking. If I was thinking about her, or if I was trying to end things with her after this was over.
“What are you thinking about Daniel?” Alexa finally broke the silence as she walked over to put her plate in the sink. I beat her to it though, scraping the dishes and loading the dishwasher.
“I was just thinking how beautiful you are, and how your brother would've killed me if anything had happened to you yesterday.” I walked back around the bar and took her in my arms, placing a kiss on her head. Stepping back, I looked over her again, reassuring myself she was fine. Sighing I shook my head, let her go and headed toward the garage to get the shovel. I was going to try and shovel off the patio to get my mind off things.
I needed fresh air. To get out of the house and think. I had come close to slipping and telling her just how I felt, consequences be damned. She was mine, whether she knew it or not. I couldn’t let this one go. Wouldn’t let this one go. Not with everything we were enduring together. She couldn’t even know how much she was helping me move on from Natalie’s betrayal. Was I helping her in the same way though? I really hoped I was.
Right now, though? I just needed to get out and expel some energy.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Alexa
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