Free Snow Bound: The Complete Story by Julia P. Lynde Page A

cold showers."
    I maneuvered her until the water was pouring over her head from behind her, then pulled her forward and took her mouth in a kiss. Her lips parted immediately for my tongue. She tasted like a mix of Allison, pancakes and syrup. She reached up with her arms and draped them around my neck. I wrapped mine around her body, my hands cupping her ass. We molded our slippery bodies together.
    I broke the kiss and reached for the soap. "Turn around," I ordered. "Hands on the wall." I made her lean against the wall like I was a cop about to frisk her, the water raining down her head, and began to wash her.
    I loved touching her. She had an amazing body. Just looking at her made my hormones go wild.
    I began by washing her back and under her arms, then washed all the way to her wrists. I worked my way down her back, massaging the muscles of her lower back for a while. She moaned in appreciation. I washed her bottom and then began on her legs. I teased her for a moment, my wet, soapy fingers sliding into her. She squirmed. "Oh Sarah," she said quietly. "I love what you do to me."
    I kissed her soapy bottom before sliding my fingers back out. She squirmed some more, but didn't complain. I washed both legs, then said, "Give me a foot."
    She lifted her left foot. I washed it very thoroughly, teasing the toes while I was at it. Allison giggled and wriggled her foot. Before I set her foot back down, I made sure the bottom was clean of soap and the tub was also clean. "Make sure that's not slippery," I told her, setting it down. Then I took the right foot.
    I worked my way back up, washing her again. I wrapped my arms around her and washed her tummy, then here breasts. For a moment, I simply held her, my front pressed against her back.
    I knew what we were doing wouldn't last forever. It wouldn't last past the weekend. But it had been a long time since I've been able enjoy intimacy with someone. Holding Allison felt good.
    Then my hands began moving again, first kneading her breasts, my fingers teasing her nipples. I felt them both engorge under my touch. "Today, Allison, you have permission to squirm all you like."
    Oh, I loved touching her. I wanted to hear her screaming my name again. I wanted to taste her, soak in her scent.
    I turned her around to face me, then jockeyed in the shower until we were sideways to the water. I kissed her, my face a little soapy. I broke the kiss and pushed her against the wall of the shower, staring into her eyes.
    "You're amazing," she told me.
    My entire body tingled from the complement.
    "Is it my turn to wash you?" she asked.
    "No," I said. I grinned then rinsed some of the water from her body, brushing her with my hands. The shower head could be pointed around the enclosure, so I reached up to it and directed it at her, rinsing the suds from her body before pointing it to the floor. I pressed against her, kissing her again, then moved my lips to her neck and began to suck voraciously.
    She struggled weakly, clutching me and moaning. Her moans drove me crazy with lust.
    I lowered my lips to her breast, teasing first one nipple before the other, but I was impatient now. She thrust her chest at me; I'd given her permission, after all, but I pulled away and smiled at her, then slowly lowered myself to my knees in front of her.
    It was awkward in the shower, but I forced her legs further apart and maneuvered between them, my mouth seeking her sex, finding it. Her hands began to beat against the wall of the shower as I reached with my hands and spread her open for me, my tongue flicking against her clitoris, the water splashing against us.
    Then her hands were in my hair, holding gently, not guiding, not pressuring, just holding my head softly. She didn't keep them there very long, as I thrust my tongue inside her and she spasmed, spanking her hands against the wall of the shower again. "Sarah!"
    I hummed into her, wondering if she could feel the vibration. I nipped her clit very gently once and