The snow fell in big flakes, the full moonlight shimmering off the ice crystals as they floated to the ground. She was snuggled up next to him in the back of the sleigh as it slid through the crisp night air, their breath forming clouds around their heads. The lantern by the driver lit the way as bells on the horse's harness jingled as he trod up the path to the cabin.
The meal at the main hotel had been incredible but both were anxious to get back to the cabin for dessert. The sleigh pulled right up to the steps of the cabin. He climbed down and held out his hand to help her get out of the sled. With a quick wave of thanks to the driver, they walked arm and arm onto the porch and turned to watch the small lantern fade into the distance.
They opened the door and were greeting by a warm fire roaring in the large stone fireplace, the dessert of champagne, strawberries and chocolate was set up for them on a table next to the fire. He took her coat, hung it up as she walked over, and stood in front of the crackling flames, the flickering light casting her shadow over the room.
He slid up behind her and putting his arms around her waist, whispered in her ear, "I love you." She turned to look at him and putting her arms around his neck said, "I love you too," as she pulled his lips to hers. They were still cold from the ride but quickly warmed as she opened her mouth and slid her tongue across them. He parted his lips and gently sucked her tongue into his mouth nibbling on it.
His hands went to the buttons of her cashmere sweater and began undoing them as they kissed. She sighed as his hands brushed against her breasts. Even through her turtleneck, she could feel her nipples harden under his gentle touch. His hands caressed her bosom as they continued kissing, her nipples protruding through her shirt.
She reluctantly pushed him away and told him, "Go outside and get more wood for the fire while I slip into something more comfortable."
He grabbed the wood carrier from next to the fireplace and trudged out into the snow. Quickly he piled the wood into the carrier and made his way back to the cabin. He was adding new logs to the fire when he heard her footsteps on the stairs. He turned to face her and was mesmerized. She wore a long sheer black gown. The elasticized top barely contained her breasts; an intricate design woven into the gown scarcely hid her nipples. Her panties were stretch lace briefs.
She walked over to the champagne, pouring two glasses as he gazed at her longingly. She beckoned him closer with her finger. He walked up to her and stammered, "You look incredible." His hand brushed her nipple through the thin fabric.