Chapter 2 – Let It Snow
From the other side of the car, Izzy watched Stephen pull one of the suitcases out of the trunk. She bent down and scooped up some of the cold powdery snow, moulding it in her hands to become as spherical as possible. She stood up slightly, tip toeing through the snow. Stephen turned around to fetch another bag from the car; Izzy thought this would be a fitting time to throw the snow ball. It hit the side of Stephens head, the powder exploding leaving him covered in glistening fragments of ice. Stephen stopped dead in his tracks, his eyes settling on his wife. She stood still too; her eyes wide, but an innocent smile graced her beautiful face. He grinned back, waiting for a moment before sprinting around the car to get his hands on her. A yelp left her lips as she tried to run away from him, he was sure to get payback. He reached her and grabbed her waist not letting her escape him; he trapped her against the side of the car with his huge arms.
"My hand slipped." She pouted, running her hands to his shoulders.
"That isn't going to work with me, lass." He kissed her cheek, "Yeh better run." He scooped some snow off the roof of the car and watched her duck under his arms. She tried to take shelter around the other side of the car, but soon felt a stinging sensation on her behind. Stephen had hit his target perfectly. She heard him laugh as she rubbed the stinging spot, "Guess ah'll kiss yeh better later." He winked at her before returning to pulling the luggage out of the trunk. Izzy pulled the key to the log cabin out of her coat pocket. She walked over to the big wooden door and slipped the cold metal key into the lock. They had arrived in Greenland a few hours ago, though they had to drive to their 'resort'. The small tourist village contained a number of log cabins and a main hotel. Izzy wanted the seclusion but she didn't want to be in the wilderness, she knew she wouldn't survive that.
Izzy stared in awe at the sight in front of her; the room was magnificent. The bottom floor was open plan; a large leather couch sat in front of a blazing fire. A plush rug was laid out on the wooden floor next to the fire; Izzy turned to Stephen a huge grin playing on her face.
"What do you think?" He looked over her shoulder and dropped a kiss to her cheek.
"Perfect for what ah have planned."
"Oh yeah? What do you have planned?"
"You'll find out soon enough." Stephen patted her behind, "Take this in." He placed her Louis Vuitton holdall in her hand. She stepped into the warmth of the log cabin and quickly kicked her boots off. A grand set of oak stairs to the left of the door spiralled up to the second floor. The one bedroom over looked the bottom floor; the railings of the balcony carved from oak. They took all of their bags upstairs after getting a good look around the place. It was late and from all of the travelling the pair couldn't wait to rest.
Stephen was sat relaxing on the couch, his arms draped on the back and a beer casually resting in his hand. Izzy had slipped into nothing but one of his dress shirts, though she now considered it hers. The few middle buttons were done up, covering her stomach and chest; the bottom of the shirt hit her thighs. She slowly walked down the stairs, her light steps not making a sound above the crackling of the fire. As soon as her hand hit his shoulder as she walked past the back of the couch he smiled up at her.
"Ah wondered how long yeh were going to be."
"I'm here now." She sat down next to him swinging her legs over his lap and snuggling close to his body.
He leant over to place his beer down on the solid oak coffee table. His cool hand hit Izzy's thigh as his lips started trailing hot kisses down his neck. His hand slipped up her thigh and up to her hip expecting to feel the thin lace of her panties. He growled when he didn't, all he felt was bare flesh; "Ah see yer teasing again." Izzy smirked against his skin, "Ah'll have to do something about that." He pulled her onto him, making her straddle his lap; he cupped her face to steal a hungry passionate kiss.
"Put your knee on here." Izzy stared at Stephen as he patted the top of the back of the couch; she bit onto her lip suppressing a moan as he brushed his thumb over her clit. She rocked her hips against his hand, hoping he would give her more. Stephen gripped onto her behind and lifted her up, making her stay where he wanted her. Her foot was flat on the cushion beside Stephen, her red polished toes digging into the supple leather. Her knee rested on the back of the couch and Stephens head was perfectly settled between her creamy thighs. He dragged his tongue slowly down her drenched folds, dipping his tongue to taste her exquisite flavour; it was like nectar to Stephen and he was hooked. Izzy gripped onto Stephens hair, pushing herself further into him as he continued to plunged into her and tease her clit with his skilful tongue.
"Oh god, Ste." She moaned as his fingers dug into her fleshy thighs; he was trying to keep her where he wanted her but it was proving difficult as she writhed around in pleasure. She felt the first tingle of her impending orgasm as Stephen continued to devour her.
He tightened his grip on her, feeling her tremble is in arms. She squeezed her eyes shut and gripped onto the back of the couch. Stephen growled against her sending her spiralling head first into pure bliss. He continued to use his wonderful tongue, licking up every drop of desire as Izzy floated down from her high. The sounds of her moans and panting were music to his ears. She slid down his body trying to catch her breath; he wrapped his arms around her steadying her shaky body. After a minute he stood up keeping her close to his body and wrapping her legs around his waist. She kissed him hard, tasting herself as he dipped his tongue into her mouth. Once he had made it up the stairs he placed her down; his hands reached for his shirt on her body. His thick fingers swiftly unbuttoned the shirt, tugging it roughly from her body. He balled it up and threw it onto the bed then turned her around. He quickly pulled off his t-shirt letting it join the growing selection of clothes strewn around the room.
"Ah held back on our wedding night." Izzy held her breath as Stephen spoke close to her ear, his voice deep and intense. It made her shiver with delight. She pressed her back against his bare chest, his body was hard and hot, "Now ah'm gon' have some fun."
Izzy didn't know what Stephen had in mind, but she was more than willing to play along. He pulled her towards the banister, placing her hands on the railing, "Keep yeh hands there." He moved away from her towards the bed, she glanced over her shoulder desperate to see what he was up to, "Turn around." He didn't even have to look at her to know she would be staring at him walking away from her. She turned back, staring over the edge of the balcony. It was a strange feeling; luckily she wasn't afraid of heights. She heard Stephen rustle about then walk up to her. One of his silk ties was held in his hand; the smirk that graced his featured was one that she had seen several times, but only in the ring when he was bound to do damage to his opponent. She knew all those times she had innocently teased were going to come tumbling back her way. He wrapped the cool silk around her wrists, tying a knot then tying the tie around the banister. His hand swept down her back, teasing her as he moved to stand behind her needy body. His big hands palmed her behind, palming her soft flesh. He pulled her backwards making her bend over. Her long fingers curled around the railing of the banister and she heard him unbuckle his belt then unzip his jeans. They dropped to the floor along with his boxer briefs.
"Stephe-" Before his full name could escape her lips his palm came crashing down on her bare behind. A small yelp left her lips; she hadn't expected the harsh contact. Her skin tingled and she wanted more. Instead he pressed his soft lips to the spot he had made contact with.
"Told yeh ah'd kiss yeh better." She moaned at his words, loving the feel of his hands caressing her. He stroked his length before brushing the tip over her clit causing her to wiggle her behind.
"Ste, just fucking fuck me." She almost shouted, frustrated and needy. He obliged and plunged into her not holding back. He grabbed a fistful of her blonde locks, tugging gently as he pulled out and thrust in just as hard as before. His other hand gripped onto her hip; no doubt he would leave a mark. He continued pounding into her; her whimpers and pleads of want spurred him on. He was a man possessed. Every muscle in his body was tensed and strained, using all of his strength and brute force. He felt Izzy tighten around him, pulling him into a mind blowing release. He tugged on her hair groaning once he has spilled himself deep within her. It was their first night of their honeymoon and he was just getting started.
A/N – Thank you nefertina-shanf, wades wife, MissShelz, LA Williams, DeansTrueGirl, ThatGirl54, and mrsa87 for the lovely reviews. So glad you guys are sticking with me :). Lou x
