12. Kayla

Chapter 12

Kayla

Five Winters Ago / Age Twenty-Three

It’s the first day of winter break and even though I’m dying to get my hands on him, I’ve made Ryan chase me down the mountain all morning.

But now? Now I have him all to myself behind a hidden snowbank. We can’t do anything here, but that doesn’t mean we can’t talk about it, and nothing turns me on like making dirty plans with Ryan.

He breaks our kiss and asks me first. “What’s on your wishlist this year?”

“I want you to blindfold me.”

“Deal. I want to get sucked off on a chairlift.”

“What the fuck? How?”

“One of those bubble ones on the far side of the mountain. Takes seven mins to reach the top of the run. Think you could manage?”

“You know I could.”

“What else?”

“I want you to rip my underwear sometime. Like, literally, tear them off me.”

“Easy, no problem. I’ll—”

“No, surprise me. And then shove them in my mouth while you fuck me.”

He gasps and I get a sick thrill knowing I’ve shocked him. “Kayla, that's nasty shit. You’re fucking filthy, but I'm so down.”

“Yeah?”

“Abso-fucking-lutey. Kiss me again.”