31 Days of Winter (31 Days #1)

by C. J. Fallowfield

  ‘Night, Conn. See you soon.’ Dan centred me on the walkway as he cast off for Conn and waved him goodbye, then turned, grabbed me and threw me over his shoulder as I screamed with laughter. ‘Just how we arrived nearly four weeks ago.’

  ‘It is,’ I laughed, and this time slid my hands down the inside of his jeans and boxers to grip his smooth, taut, bare buttocks.

  ‘You little minx,’ he laughed as I dug my nails in. It was my turn to protest as he snaked a hand up my dress and shoved the crotch of my knickers aside and thrust his thumb inside me. I groaned as it slid in and out with every stride he took towards the main house.

  ‘You have the sexiest backside,’ I sighed.

  ‘Just my backside?’

  ‘Sexiest everything, I told you it’s a crime against womankind to keep this sensational package hidden away.’

  ‘It should be hidden away now, but I can’t fucking resist you. You entice me, Baxter.’

  ‘Please move your hand, I’m going to come again,’ I moaned as his thumb continued to penetrate me.

  ‘So come,’ he shrugged. I bit the back of his shoulder making him hiss as I clawed his backside and shattered on his shoulder. I hung over it limply as he unlocked the front door, carried me upstairs and carefully deposited me on the bed, stars still in my eyes. ‘I’ll make the fire then I want you naked.’

  ‘I want you naked too.’

  ‘Deal.’ He leaned over and kissed me before heading to the bedroom fire and preparing it. I took a moment to come around and stripped down to my underwear, and sauntered through to the bathroom to hang up my dress. ‘Don’t shower yet.’

  ‘Pervert,’ I called back over my shoulder. No one had ever gone down on me after I was full of them. I giggled as I tried to focus on hanging my dress up and then returning the hanger to the railing. The alcohol was really starting to take effect.

  ‘You should be a swimwear model,’ Dan advised as I walked back to find he’d got the fire going, and was standing naked at the foot of the bed.

  ‘You should be a penis model. It’s gorgeous.’

  ‘Underwear off, Ellie, I told you I wanted you naked. You can leave those sexy shoes on, though.’

  ‘You’re very bossy,’ I commented as I slipped my bra straps down and tried to undo the hooks sexily, but fumbled with a pout as I failed miserably.

  ‘Are you drunk?’ he laughed as he stepped forward, reached around me and undid the clasps.

  ‘Yes, but not too drunk to not know what I’m doing.’

  ‘Good, fucking you when you’re comatose wasn’t in my plans.’ He threw my bra on the floor and cupped my breasts and let out a moan before kneeling in front of me and pulling my knickers down and helping me step out of them. ‘God, you smell of sex, it’s so damn hot,’ he groaned as he nuzzled between my thighs. ‘Lie down on the bed, bottom on the edge so I can suck you clean.’

  I nodded and did as I was told and he spread my thighs. I cringed as I felt how wet I was from excitement and him emptying himself into me earlier, but it didn’t put him off. If anything he delighted it in. He dipped his head and slowly ran his tongue up my length with a groan, which garnered a cry from me. I gripped the duvet underneath me and quivered as he made another pass at me, before dipping his tongue inside me and lapping enthusiastically. He licked, probed and sucked me to another climax before lavishing attention to my clit. Butterfly kisses that had me squirming on the bed as I mewled and panted. He carefully inserted a couple of fingers and caressed my g-spot until I was tingling all over. I stared wide eyed at the ceiling, oral wasn’t a function with Dan, he took delight in it, in pleasuring me, and God, did he pleasure me. I had to beg him to stop as I came again and felt my thighs dampen with my arousal. He licked me clean again and crawled back up over my body, kissing his way over my hips, navel, and up to my breasts. Circling my nipples until they swelled in his mouth and started to burn.

  ‘No more, please, I can’t take it,’ I pleaded.

  ‘Yes you can. I want you to come again, then we’ll take a bath to clean you up and give you a brief break, then you promised to suck me to completion again which will help with my stamina when I fuck you from behind with your hands restrained. I expect you to do everything I tell you, and I want you to scream with pleasure and beg me to finish. By the time I’m done with you, you’ll be exhausted and sated and you’ll remember this as the best night of your life. And Ellie, I haven’t fucked you properly yet, the other night was just a tiny taster of what I’m really capable of. Tonight I’m not just going to do it hard, I’m going to do it aggressively, the way I love to fuck, and you’ll love every damn second of it.’

  ‘What if I want it gentle?’ I whispered, not sure if I could handle it. I thought we’d already fucked hard the other night.’

  ‘I’ll give you gentle in the morning, but to get that, you need to please me by doing as I ask. Don’t worry, just the thought of it has you dripping again. See,’ he chuckled as he dipped a finger into me, proving his point. I clenched to prevent my excitement seeping from me.

  ‘I really hate you sometimes,’ I moaned as he bit and tugged on my nipple as his fingers slipped around my soaked clit.

  ‘You have no idea what sexual heights I could take you to if I had the time Ellie, you’re so naïve and I love that about you. But I’d really have loved to have got to show you how sex with me could have been.’

  ‘What else is there to show?’ I gasped as my body tensed again and I let out a few high pitched cries.

  ‘Plenty,’ he chuckled. ‘For starters, obedience. When I tell you to come you will come, not before, understood?’

  ‘Yes,’ I confirmed on an exhalation as I grabbed his hair and tugged, trying to pull him off my sensitive nipple, but he just clamped down harder. His tongue thrashed as his fingers brought me right to the edge of orgasm and I desperately fought against it, ending up holding my breath to try and quell the rising tide. As if he sensed my losing battle he whispered ‘Come’ in my ear and I gasped in some oxygen, then screamed as wave after wave of pleasure rolled over my entire body. I’d never experienced anything like it, even my previous orgasms with Dan himself.

  ‘God, I’ve missed this. You would be such an excellent pupil,’ he sighed in my ear as he kissed it. I had no idea what he was going on about, was he into teacher and school girl fantasies? I just nodded as I tried to regain some semblance of coherent thought. He left me lying there as I heard him pad to the bathroom and start to run the bath. I could smell sensual bath foam wafting through and let out a contented sigh as I stretched out in the bed. I felt pleasantly drunk and high from a wonderfully powerful orgasm. What a start to the New Year. ‘Come on, no time for sleep, I still have plans for you,’ he advised as he reappeared and smiled down at me before lifting me up and carrying me to the bathroom. He stepped into the deep bath, sinking down with me still in his arms. I quickly removed my necklace and shuddered as the warm water rose to my shoulders, making me take a sudden panicked breath. ‘It’s ok, I’m here, I won’t let you go under.’

  ‘I used to love going under,’ I whispered.

  ‘You will again. Give it some time, you had a horrible experience.’ He kissed the top of my head and I nodded, rested my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes. I felt so comforted and safe in his strong arms. I hadn’t even felt that with Zac, even after five years together. We just lay in contented silence for a while before washing each other down, and he helped me step out and secured towels around us both. ‘I’m hungry again.’

  ‘Seriously?’ I laughed.

  ‘Yes. Can I go and get something?’

  ‘I’ll go and make you something.’

  ‘I want to get back to bed as soon as possible.’

  ‘I can do you a ham and cheese omelette with some bread and butter to keep you going until breakfast in … a few hours,’ I nodded as I checked my watch.

  ‘Sounds great.’ He held my hand as we headed downstairs and he sat at the island as I busied myself. I made my
self a hot chocolate and put a good measure of Baileys in it, I needed something to keep me awake, I was starting to flag. He ate quickly and I drank as I looked at the half naked god sitting in front of me. ‘What are you thinking?’ he asked with a sexy half-smile.

  ‘I can’t believe I’ve had sex with you.’

  ‘That makes two of us. I dreamed of having sex with you, but didn’t think we actually would.’

  ‘Did reality measure up?’

  ‘Exceeded,’ he replied with a full on dazzling smile as he swallowed his last mouthful. ‘Now I think we had an agreement that needs to be lived up to.’

  He groaned as I swallowed him down again, and I looked up from my position kneeling in front of him on the oak floor as he sprawled on the bed, having collapsed backwards after watching me finish him off. I crawled up over him, kissing each of his abs, tonguing his navel, licking his pecs and nibbling on his nipples, until I moved up to kiss his throat and work my way around his neck, focussing on that spot that had him groaning before. My memory served me well, he shifted on the bed as I gently licked and kissed it.

  ‘Carry on, you’ll have me ready again in no time,’ he sighed as he put an arm around me and trailed his fingers up and down my back.

  ‘You like this,’ I whispered.

  ‘Love it,’ he nodded. I reached down and cupped his large balls and gently rolled them in my palm and felt him quiver with another sigh.

  ‘Don’t you dare go to sleep, you promised to fuck me hard.’

  ‘Don’t fuck someone else as soon as you get home, that would kill me,’ he stated out of the blue.

  ‘But you won’t know, and why shouldn’t I? You’ve made it clear this is nothing more than us giving in to our basic instincts, there’s nothing more between us.’

  ‘I want to have meant something to you, Ellie.’

  ‘I’d like to have meant something to you, Dan.’

  ‘You do. More than anyone has in a long time, but in five days you’ll be gone, back to your exciting life in London and I’ll just be that winter fling with the maintenance guy from Scotland.’

  ‘Dan,’ I struggled upright and looked down at him. ‘If you won’t be with me after I leave, why do you care so much what I think?’

  ‘I …’ he looked on the verge of saying something important, but rubbed his hands over his eyes. ‘You know what, I don’t. You’re right, this is just us having great sex when we both needed it, nothing more. I need the bathroom. Then you’d better be ready for that hard fuck.’ He jumped up and stalked off and I watched him close the door and shook my head. I was sure he was developing strong feelings for me which scared him. I threw myself on the bed and punched a pillow in frustration.

  Day Twenty Eight

  Ellie

  I woke up in a daze, it only seemed minutes since we’d collapsed in each other’s arms after he nearly put me into a pleasure overload coma. Yet he was smothering my body with kisses again and light was already streaming through the windows. I looked at my watch to see it was nearly eight o’clock. We’d barely had any sleep at all, but that didn’t stop my body responding to his attentions. This time he was gentle, lavishing tender kisses on each fingertip, each rib, gently suckling my nipples until I was begging him to settle between my thighs and take me again. He moved to kiss my lips then flickered his tongue against mine, a few hours earlier we’d performed a raw passionate tango, right now though, this was a gentle romantic waltz. He held my hands, our fingers entwined as he slowly penetrated me and surprised me by making really slow, gentle love to me until I had tears of happiness tinged with sadness streaming down my face. I sensed that it was our final time, I could feel the sadness in him and it brought it out in me. I didn’t want it to be the last time, I wanted to do this with him forever. He kissed my tears away as we both rose to a crescendo together and he rolled us onto our sides as he held me tightly to him resting his chin on my head.

  ‘Sleep, you deserve it.’

  ‘You too. Thank you, last night was … wonderful.’

  ‘All part of the service, Miss Baxter,’ he whispered with a kiss to my forehead.

  ‘Well, I loved it.’

  ‘Me too,’ he sighed. ‘You’re one incredible, sexy as hell woman, Ellie.’

  I kissed his chest and stroked the small of his back as I started to fall asleep in his arms. I felt his body relax and smiled, it seemed he’d beaten me to it. ‘I know you’ll never know,’ I whispered, half asleep, ‘but I love you, Dan. I know I shouldn’t and I know that you won’t care, but I just needed to tell you. I really love you. I really, really do.’

  I woke up again with a start as I heard the outboard motor start up and looked at my watch and gasped to see it was nearly one o’clock. I looked behind me to see I was alone and quickly sat up in bed, clutching my head as my hangover hit me full force, to see him heading to the shore. I sighed and wondered what mood he’d be in when he got back. I decided I needed to tell him I was leaving on Saturday night, and I also knew that it would drive me crazy when I got home to never know his secret. If we really were never going to see each other again, then I didn’t care, I wanted to know now. Maybe if it was as terrible as he seemed to make it out to be, it would be the push I needed to give up dreaming what could have been, and help me move on without him. I had a hot shower to wake me up, dressing in my lounging clothes as I gathered up some washing to do and padded downstairs loading it up and setting the machine. I grabbed my bag off the island and pulled out my phone so see a message from Brooke.

  Happy New Year to you too Ellie, the best friend anyone could ever have. I’ll pick up the keys in the morning, so get your stuff ordered to be delivered to mine tomorrow for me to load up. Hope you had a good night? It was weird not being with you and Zac this year, but you’re well rid of him. New start for us both, me in a committed relationship, you as a free, sexy and available singleton. You’re going to have so much fun, it’s my New Year resolution to get you as much hot sex as possible. Can’t wait to see you Saturday. LYMY too xxx

  I made myself a coffee, did scrambled egg on toast with bacon which I ate at the island, then grabbed another coffee and a large bottle of water and headed upstairs. Brooke was right, I needed to order all my kitchen gadgets before three-thirty for next day delivery. I sat at the desk and opened my laptop and logged into my Amazon account, thankful I had their “Prime” membership with next day service. I spent a small fortune on a food processor, blender, juicer, slow cooker, coffee machine, some professional chef’s knives and a bamboo steamer and decent wok, they were my essentials and I already knew which ones I worked well with. If the dinner service and utensils and pots and pans weren’t up to scratch when I moved in, I’d order those later. I then ordered sets of bed linen and towels. Pleased I’d got everything sorted, I went down stairs to get some more coffee and water and to think about what I was going to cook for Dan and I tonight. I frowned as I saw an envelope propped up against the fruit bowl on the island, with Miss Baxter written on the front. I recognised Dan’s writing straight away. Why had he left a letter for me? I wondered. I sat on the bar stool, opened the envelope and sipped my coffee as I read it, then put it down and stared out of the window in disbelief. It was a good five minutes before I picked it up with shaking hands and read it again.

  Ellie. It really pains me to do this, but this is goodbye. After last night I can’t be around you anymore. I know it’s my fault that things progressed to the stage that they did, and I hate myself for being weak enough to let that happen, but I was upfront from the start that I couldn’t, that I shouldn’t let anything happen. I should have let you leave the first time you suggested it, let you get that early flight home, or move into the hotel, but I was selfish. I enjoyed your company so much, not to mention how you made me feel. You made me feel Ellie, you’ve no idea how long it’s been since I’ve been able to say that. I have no regrets, other than hurting you and not being able to take this further. I’ve booked into a hotel in town, so I’m not tempted
by you again. Pete is under instruction to come and collect you to take you to the airport on Monday evening and if you need anything, or want to go out for the day, he’ll look after you, on me. Thank you for being the perfect winter tenant and even better winter fling that I’ll always remember fondly, I’ll never forget you Miss Baxter, never doubt that. All the best with your new life, be happy Ellie, you deserve to be happy and to have someone make you their priority in life, I’m so sorry that man’s not me. Dan x

  Tears started trickling down my face as I finished reading it for the second time. I ran upstairs to the bed and threw myself on it and sobbed until my body could produce no more tears. My head was pounding from dehydration, my heart was aching from the thought that I’d never see his gorgeous face again, look into those deep green eyes, never have the chance for one last kiss or a proper goodbye, that really stung. I couldn’t believe I was never again going to protest as he man handled me down to the boat, to touch his unbelievable body again, let alone find out what it was that had made him flee here and hide away for so long, or where he disappeared to every day. I hugged myself tightly as the pain hit me full force.

  Dan

  I hated leaving her, if Rebecca and my son had taken part of my heart and soul, Ellie owned the largest part of it. I cursed myself for being in my damn predicament. I was a fool to let a woman like her slip through my fingers. Fate had thrown two amazing women my way and I’d fucked up both chances. I didn’t deserve her, like I hadn’t deserved Rebecca. What I deserved was a life on my own, the life I had before Ellie walked in and blew it all to hell. A life where no woman would ever be screwed over by me again. I didn’t look back as I crossed the loch. I knew if I did, I’d feel the pull back to her. I had to leave her behind and forget about her. For all our sakes.

  Day Twenty Nine

  Ellie

  I woke feeling worse than I had with my hangover yesterday. I’d struggled to fall asleep, it was three o’clock the last time I remembered checking the clock, but I’d obviously slept well since as it was now after one. I gasped as I took a look at myself in the mirror, I looked dreadful. My eyes were swollen from all the tears I’d shed and my hair was matted from tossing and turning in bed as I’d kept running Dan’s letter through my mind. I’d picked up my phone a number of times to ring him and ask him why? To try and get some proper closure, but I’d decided it wasn’t going to help. I had a feeling he was never going to tell me, he wanted me to remember a few perfect nights with him, then move on and forget him. If only it were that simple, he had no idea that I’d already fallen in love with him.