Thank you everyone, for your patience and your many requests for chapter three. As I write this, it is the hottest week on record in eastern Canada, and the thoughts of snow filled days are pleasant by comparison to the temperatures surrounding me. However, I doubt the following final chapter will keep anyone cool.
Andy awoke first, shivering from the cold. He had done his best to keep Sharon sheltered all through the night, and as a result the sleeping bag had wrapped around her and exposed his back. The fleece blanket was doing little to help the situation.
Trying not to wake her, he shifted his feet out of the bottom of the sleeping bag, and rolled outwards as quietly and quickly as he could, then turned to tuck the blanket and the rest of the bag tightly around his sleeping companion. Seeing that she was still asleep and still a decent colour of light pink, he worked to pull his pants properly around his waist and buckle his belt, then zipped his jacket before sliding his boots on.
The wind had died down and the sun was shining through the ice-encrusted windows. Andy checked his watch which showed a later start than he expected. It pleased him to know they had slept that long in the cold. They needed to get out of the SUV and back on the road to civilization and proper amenities, and step number one was getting the ice off the windows and doors.
Crawling into the front of the SUV, he pushed the drivers seat back as far as it would go before hitting the lowered seat in the back, and turned the keys to the ignition. The engine screeched in protest once before turning over and blasting cold air into the cab. Andy quickly turned down all the fans on the console, waiting for the engine to heat the air sufficiently before turning them on full blast.
Looking behind him, Andy saw a lump of blankets and two green eyes looking up at him.
"Sorry, I didn't meant to wake you."
"That's okay," she croaked, "I woke up when you rolled out of bed. You are a nice furnace."
Andy chuckled, "I aim to please."
Sharon hummed, and started to move the blankets.
"No, stay. There's no point in you getting up yet. Stay warm."
She didn't need to be told twice, and nestled back into the blankets.
"Is there anything I can get for you?" he asked, then realized how ridiculous that sounded.
"Yes, I'd like my coffee with two creams, and make sure the croissants and brie are heated properly before you serve me in bed. Don't forget the imported strawberries and chocolate."
Andy threw his head back and laughed. She kept surprising him, and humour first thing in the morning was not something he expected.
"Dose Madam also want her champaign and orange juice?"
"Yes, but on the terrace after my massage."
"I will keep that in mind," he laughed again.
Sharon giggled, then tilted her head to look at him.
"Have you thought about how to get us out of here?"
"Yeah…" Andy sighed, feeling for the warmth through the vents in the front console. Satisfied, he turned on the defrost for both the back and front windshields before speaking. "First is warm this vehicle up as much as we can, which should melt some of the ice on the door. Then I'll break out with the scraper and see what I can do to free us."
"I can help."
"You can stay inside…"
Sharon huffed as she cut him off, "I'm not incapable, Andy. I've been in snow before."
"I'm not getting into some boy/girl argument with you. We are playing to our strengths like we did yesterday. If I was some hundred pound lightweight and you were a hockey player, believe me I'd be giving you the scraper and curling up in those blankets myself. Part of me still wants you to do the work so I can be warm."
"Sorry. I don't do damsel well."
"Sharon, I don't see you as a damsel, believe me. But there's only one scraper, and your winter boots aren't as good as mine. We need you to pour over that map and try to figure out where we are and where we need to be. You were following it yesterday. I haven't got a clue where we are and I don't know where to start looking."
"Fine… you're right. But just for the record, I'm not a hundred pound lightweight."
Andy raised an eyebrow in surprise and snickered. "Says you. I held you for hours yesterday. I know exactly how light you are."
Sharon bit her bottom lip as the flush came over her.
"That's a good look on you," he smiled before turning back towards the driver's door and trying to open it. On the third push it gave way, and he climbed out of the cab.
The cold air rushed into the SUV before Andy could shut it, making Sharon shiver. Groping around for her glasses, Sharon put them on, then took them off as they began to fog up.
"Well, that's no help", she muttered to herself.
Her jacket had been used as Andy's pillow through the night, so it was quite cold as Sharon pulled it on. Rolling under the rest of the blankets, she adjusted her clothing, making sure nothing was exposed, then wrapped one of the blankets around herself as she crawled out of the bedding and over into the front seat of the cab, closer to the heating vents and the maps she had left there the day before. The cold meant her phone wouldn't work, so trying the GPS to see if it worked better in sunlight, was not an option.
Outside Andy hacked at the ice on the windows. The freezing rain had been constant the night before, and the glassy surface was hard and thick. He was afraid of breaking the windows if he banged too hard, so he settled for nipping at the edges and getting as much off as he could. He was also conscious of their gas situation, and knew they had to start making their way back to the road as soon as possible, or they would be in an even worse situation.
"Hey, Sharon, do we have a shovel in there, or anything to pick the ice?" he called to the SUV, not wanting to open the door to the cold.
Sharon crawled into the back, ridding herself of the blanket as she moved. Once she collected the shovel and the bag of sand, she pulled her hat tighter on her head, grabbed her gloves, and pushed the back door open to climb out.
"You're gonna get cold", Andy shook his head.
"I need to move." She replied, handing him the items then walking towards the logging road they had used the evening before.
Andy grunted, then turned back to the vehicle and started chipping the ice from around the tires.
The sound of another engine surprised him, and he looked up from his work to see Sharon walking beside a king cab truck that was slowly making it's way towards him. How the hell did she do that, Andy wondered, shaking his head. He'd been out for over an hour and not a single vehicle had been on the road as far as he could tell.
"Need a hand?" an older gentleman asked as he stepped out of the cap.
"Yeah, I'd appreciate it." Andy replied.
Two more young men got out of the truck, and then an older woman stepped down and began talking to Sharon. It didn't take them long to get the SUV uncovered and moving again, with Sharon at the wheel while the men pushed.
"Their farm is down the road", Sharon informed him when they were moving again and he had settled himself in the passenger's seat. "We can get a proper meal and some directions. They've offered us gas as well."
"Where'd they come from anyway?" Andy wondered, putting his head back on the headrest and closing his eyes.
"They were storm-stayed too, and came home this morning. Apparently we are in a stretch that doesn't have anything for miles."
Andy grunted then put his seat back so he could get some rest.
Sharon looked over at him and smiled. "Nice to see my saviour is finally relaxing after taking care of me for the last 24 hours."
"Hardly a saviour. And like I said, you make it easy", he grinned at her without opening his eyes.
It took less than an hour to find the farm house, which was so far off the road that they would not have been able to find it on their own. They spent a few hours socializing with the family, so as not to appear rude, and after getting clean and eating, they were given directions to a Bed & Breakfast an hour away. Sharon had the forethought to call to make sure rooms would be waiting. They could not survive one more night like the one they'd just had.
It was dinner time when they finally arrived. As Andy checked them in, Sharon called the office to explain the situation and their location, and their plans to attend whatever was left of the conference the following day.
"They moved our session to the end of the conference", Sharon announced as she entered the suite. "I've sent our regrets and everything will be waiting when we arrive." Then she looked around and raised an eyebrow in Andy's direction. "One room with one bed?"
"Yeah, about that…" he started, looking down and scratching the back of his neck. "I ah… well… I was thinking…"
Sharon crossed her arms and waited.
"Well…. tomorrow we have to go back to 'Captain' and 'Lieutenant', so I was thinking… ya know… maybe we could have one more night of Andy and Sharon? Maybe?
Andy felt the nerves in his stomach as he watched her. She didn't look angry, but she didn't look welcoming either. He had overstepped, he realized, and was just about to say so when she finally moved.
"It's nice to feel free to be 'Sharon' for a little longer" she said, moving closer to him. "I do need to thank you for keeping me warm and alive."
Andy let out the breath he had been holding.
"Yeah?"
Humming she nodded and traced her finger down his arm.
A knock on their door interrupted them, and Andy smiled as he went to answer and bring in a tray of food.
"Normally they don't do dinner for guests, but I asked if we could have our breakfast tonight because we need to get on the road early tomorrow."
Taking the tray to the small sitting area by the fire, Andy set it down then held out his hand to invite her to join him.
"What is this?" Sharon asked as she moved closers. She tucked part of her hair behind her ear and looked down at the covered tray.
"Voilà" he said as he removed the lid, revealing some of the foods she had asked for that morning. "They didn't have strawberries, but they did have strawberry jam. And they only had a couple of croissants, so I told them to put in an assortment of muffins. The brie is warm, so dig in."
Andy stood back and enjoyed the look on Sharon's face. He liked surprising her. He liked the way her eyes crinkled at the corners when she was truly enjoying herself.
"Oh, Andy…" she breathed.
He would be lying if he said he was immune to the sound of her voice or the way she said his name.
"There's no chocolate either, but I figured this time of night hot chocolate was better than coffee, so that's what's in the carafe."
"I can't believe you did all this", she said, still looking amazed by the fare in front of her. "Come join me".
He sat down in the chair beside her, and picked up the carafe to pour.
"I know I'm ahead of myself with this and the room, and it's not a vacation, but…"
Sharon shook her head, "Time out of time, remember."
"Yeah…"
They ate their dinner in a companionable silence, enjoying the fire in the grate and the quiet of the world around them.
"You've got…", he started, before reaching over and wiping a bit of strawberry jam from the corner of her mouth, then licking it off his thumb.
He could see Sharon's eyes darken, and couldn't resist stroking the back of his hand down her cheek.
"You spent last night pleasuring me," she rasped. "It's my turn to return the favour."
Andy shook his head, "I had more than enough pleasure, believe me. There was only a couple of things missing."
"What?" she asked, turning her face further into his hand.
"Well…. I got to hear you and I got to feel you, but I haven't watched you or tasted you."
Andy could see Sharon swallow as a flush rose to her cheeks. He wasted no time in leaning in and capturing her lips.
"Chocolate", he said as he stood up and pulled her to her feet.
"Strawberries", he said after another kiss while moving them back towards the bed.
"Andy…" she sighed, "it's only fair…"
"No Sharon", he leaned in to nibble the delicate skin behind her ear, "my pleasure is your pleasure, and I'm only getting started."
He held her around the waist with one arm, and unbuttoned her shirt with his free hand, all the while alternating between biting her neck and kissing the bites to remove the sting. When he had her shirt falling from her arms and her pants pooled around her knees, he gently pulled her down onto the bed and placed her hands high above her head.
"My rules, don't forget that," he growled into her ear.
"Can't I touch you?" she moaned.
"No. Do I need to tie you down," he hissed.
Sharon nodded, and Andy wasted no time taking advantage of her consent. He removed his pants and underwear, then pulled his shirt over his head. Weaving it through the head frame of the bed, he used each long sleeve to tie her wrists above her head.
"You do like it when someone takes charge", he snarled as he moved over her body.
Sharon was panting.
Unclipping her bra, and saying a silent word of thanks that she liked front clasps, he pulled her breast free of their confinement.
"Your nipples are already dark and waiting for me to suck them."
Sharon pulled agains her binds.
"You aren't going anywhere until I'm finished."
She moaned.
Andy palmed her two breasts twerking the nipples to even harder peaks, then lowered is mouth to one as he pinched the second.
Her breath became even more shallow.
He pulled off with a pop, then assaulted the other breast.
Sharon curved her spine, bringing her chest into closer contact with his body.
"Like that, do you?" He whispered. "You like having my mouth on you."
She couldn't stop the whimper.
"I'm going to have my mouth all over you before I get what I want."
She wriggled again, trying to pull away from the sensations.
"Don't even try to get loose," he said, moving down to rest between her legs. He pulled her panties down roughly then forced her legs as wide open as they would go.
Sharon pulled her knees up further.
"You are so ready for me, aren't you Baby. You loved riding my hand, and you loved my cock ramming into your cunt."
She lifted her pelvis towards him.
"I am going to tongue you and suck you until you're begging for more."
She gasped when his mouth latched on to her clit.
Andy bit her lightly, then ran his tongue from bottom to top and back again. Sharon was so ready for him. He lapped at her juices as he licked and nibbled over her soft flesh. The taste was an aphrodisiac, one that was quickly becoming an addiction.
Sharon writhed on the bed.
"You have a tasty pussy, a perfect honeypot, and I'm going to make you explode."
Her body was shaking as he alternated between pummelled her opening with his tongue and sucking her clit into his mouth, all the while kneading her ass with his hands, refusing to let her move.
"Cum now!" he commanded as he latched on once more.
She screamed and spasmed as wave after wave rippled through her body.
Andy watched her with wonder, kissing her legs and massaging her hips as she came down from her orgasm. He could see her panting, desperate to pull any air that she could into her lungs. When he finally saw her eyelids flicker, he moved up her body.
"Now it's my turn", he whispered as he positioned himself between her legs and pushed into her opening.
Her muscles were still contracting as he moved in and out, gently allowing her to get used to him. The force of his words aroused her he knew, she loved when he talked dirty and took charge, but he didn't want to push her body beyond it's limits.
Reaching above her, he untied her two wrists. Sharen gave a throaty laugh then lowered her arms around his back.
"You… no one…" she panted.
"Shh…. " he soothed, kissing the side of her neck while he stroked down the side of her body to her outer thigh, and pulled her leg over hip as he pushed into her more deeply. "Just feel".
"We can't…" she started again.
"We can't what, Sweetheart?"
Sharon pulled him towards her into a deep kiss. He felt her tongue licking around his lips, no doubt tasting her own sweetness. Pulling away from him she lowered his forehead to hers, while at the same time pulling him closer with her leg wrapped around his thigh.
"No one has ever made me feel like this", she finally whispered. "I don't know what this means but I can't… we can't…" She licked her lips and tried again. "I don't want to give you up. I want more."
Andy smiled, "If you want more, than you get more."
Propping himself on one arm, he reached around her waist and pulled her closer, picking up the pace of his thrusts. Then he leaned down to hiss into her ear.
"Just so we're clear, I want you too. Every time you stand by my desk, I'll could bend you over in an instant and ram my cock into your cunt."
Sharon grabbed his shoulders.
"When you put your hands on your hips and spread your legs as you look at the white board, I can come up behind you and finger fuck you into oblivion."
Her eyes widened and she grabbed his shoulder.
"You sit down on any chair, and I might suck your clit until you yell my name."
Her breath became shallow once more.
"You are going to feel my dick in you so often you won't be able to walk straight."
Sharon threw back her head and held on to him with all her strength.
"I will say your name and you will start to cream your pants waiting for what I can give you."
She was shaking
"And when I say the word, you are going to scream!"
