When I walk inside, I suck in a deep breath, inhaling the familiar smell. I set Ryan’s bag on the couch, then go to the large windows and look at the snowcapped mountains. From behind me, Ryan wraps his arms around my waist and places a soft kiss on my neck.
“Are you hungry?” he asks.
I turn around and smile. “For you.”
“Oh, there will be plenty of that.”
I laugh, then my eyes go wide when I notice the Christmas tree lit and decorated. “How did you…?”
“I’ve got my ways,” he quips. “Now let me make you dinner.”
Ryan goes out to the Range Rover and grabs the extra food, then meets me in the kitchen. He pulls out a skillet and a pan, then places them on the stovetop. He moves to the fridge that’s somehow full of food. I narrow my eyes at him, but he doesn’t notice.
“Wanna open some wine?” he asks over his shoulder as he pulls out two gigantic steaks.
“Sure.” I set two glasses on the counter and fill them with the cabernet Ryan brought. “Delicious,” I mumble after taking a sip and hand him his.
Considering he lived off shitty sandwiches before I moved in with him, this is super impressive and sexy as hell. I lean against the counter and watch him move around the kitchen like he owns it. I’m convinced he’s been practicing for this very moment.
I watch him over the rim of my wineglass, drinking him in. When the food is ready, he leads me to the bar top. I take a bite of steak and let out a moan. “This is so good.”
“It’s all about the cut,” he says. “So what do you wanna do tonight?”
“You,” I hum. “Not even kidding.”
He licks his lips and arches a brow. “I was thinking we could take a bath after dinner.”
My eyes light up. “Yes, I love that idea.”
“Then give you a full body massage…”
“You’re speaking my love language...” I encourage him to keep going.
“Then fuck you until the sun comes up,” he adds.
I scoot my nearly finished plate away. “I’m ready.”
Ryan chuckles, and it’s so damn contagious, but I hope he wasn’t teasing me about any of that. After the kitchen is cleaned and the dishes are done, Ryan takes our things up to the master bathroom. He places lit candles all around and tells me he’ll be right back as the water runs. Once the tub is full, I turn it off and wait for him.
Five minutes pass and the power in the cabin goes off. My heart begins to race, and I immediately leave the bathroom with a candle in hand to look for Ryan. Before I can make it to the door of the bedroom, it swings open.
“The power’s out,” I tell him. “What are we gonna do?”
He’s not even fazed as he leads me back to the bathroom where the warm glow from the candles fills the space.
“It’ll be fine. I’m sure it will come back soon,” he says and dips down to meet my lips. I get lost in his kiss and don’t care about anything else but being with him.
His fingers and kisses trail over my body, light like butterfly wings as he undresses me. It takes no time before I’m standing in front of him completely naked. I tug on his belt and unbutton and unzip his jeans. Ryan takes off his shirt, then kicks off his shoes and socks.
I moan as he kisses me, then leads me to the tub. Carefully, he helps me in, and once I’m settled, he climbs in too. Instead of slipping in behind me this time, he sits in front of me. He moves closer, and I loop my legs over his.
“I think we should upgrade the tub in the condo,” I whisper right before our lips crash together.
“I agree,” he says, then slides his tongue against mine. Things grow more heated between us and water splashes on the floor. We laugh and decide to get out before we make a mess.
No matter how much time I spend with him, I can’t get enough. I’m greedy when it comes to him and am not ashamed to admit it. Ryan wraps me in a robe and grabs one too, then he leads me downstairs with the flashlight from his phone.
“I seriously can’t believe we lost power!” I say as he goes to the fireplace.
I stand behind him, watching how he gracefully stacks the wood, then uses a quick start log to get it going. Soon, the heat brushes against my skin, and I smile down at him.
A second later, Ryan crawls to me and grabs my hand, and I can’t help but laugh.
“Need me to help you up?”
He shakes his head, then pulls a velvet box from his robe pocket, and I nearly lose my balance when he opens it.