Blissful Blizzard (18+)
★Warning : This story is meant for mature audiences. It contains abusive language as well as sexual scenes. Read at your own discretion.★
Andrew Steers didn't ever in his wildest dreams imagined that he would get stuck in a snow storm in the Alps. The other thing that he never ever imagined was to find a companion there, a female one at that.
Somehow, it turned out to be the best night of his life.
"Are you cold?" He asked, his eyes scanning her shivering form.
"What do you think? I'm fucking freezing." She sneezed just after that.
"If I give you my overcoat, I would die in cold and if I don't, then you would die. I don't know what to do."
"I didn't even ask for your help." She snapped.
"Maybe we could share..." I trailed off, getting up shifting close to her.
She looked at me cautiously as I draped my arm over hers, pulling the overcoat tight, binding our bodies together.
This was the worst time to feel turned on but I would be lying if I said that I wasn't horny.