Olympic Conquest

Cory - Heating Up

The sun is setting on the horizon and it has started snowing rather hard. The snow builds on my goggles, reminding me of many downhill races in similar conditions. I wipe the snow from my goggles as we get to a clearing, where the lights from a remote ski lodge brighten our path. We cross the field of powdered snow and I pull up at the front of the lodge. I follow the direction of the valets, who point us in the direction of where to park the snowmobile.

"Wow, this is gorgeous," Lainey says, as she stands up – her face wincing a bit from her hip – and takes in the picturesque scene. "And it has an ice rink."

"I knew that would excite you," I smile.

Lainey doesn't even hear me. Instead she's staring intently at the ice. "I wonder if they rent skates" and she starts walking toward the rink.

I stand as well, noting the ache in my knee. I put my arm around Lainey and lead her to the lobby. "Let's see if we can get a room first," I say. We slowly make our way inside, leaning on each other and looking like two wounded warriors. We both loosen up once we reach the warmth inside. We take off our hats and shake off the snow.

"Cory! Is that you?" I turn around and see John, my former teammate. He's in ski gear.

"John! How's it going man?" We shake hands. "You remember Lainey?"

"Of course. You're still with this guy huh? He hasn't chased you away yet?"

"No, not yet." We all laugh, knowing there is a kernel of truth to his question.

"So good to see you guys. Things are going really well. I just finished teaching a group of kids. I'm running a ski camp a couple of days a week. Any chance you'd want to help out Cory? I have more interest than I can handle."

"Ah, I'd love to but I have my surgery coming up."

"Oh right, how's the knee?"

"Hurts like hell."

"You two have a room here?"

"Not yet, we were just going to check on getting one."

"Allow me."

John runs to the front desk. He calls for the manager who comes out to greet us. He shows his hospitality immediately, "It's our honor to have Olympic champions join us for the evening. Everything is on us. Do you have any bags we can get for you?"

"That's very kind of you," I say. "We don't have any bags. Just us."

"Well, follow me."

The manager takes us to their best suite. Lainey turns to him, "Do you rent skates?"

"We do, what sizes?"

"I'll just be watching," I say.

"I'm a size 8."

"We'll have the skates ready when you are."

"Thank you."

The manager gives us the keys and as soon as he leaves, Lainey pushes us out the door.

"This may be the last time I skate before my surgery."

"You could worsen your hip."

"I'll take it easy, I promise."

I understand her need – I would ski down a mountain with a broken ankle if I had to. I follow her outside. I take a seat near a fireplace and order a hot chocolate with some rum. I sit and relax and watch as Lainey takes the ice.

As soon as her feet touch the ice, a joy I can't even describe crosses her face. The love she has for her sport is undeniable. She glides across the ice and smiles as she weaves in and out of the families. You'd never know she has an injured hip.

Soon, Lainey is doing spins and all the families step back in awe. A crowd forms around the rink and Lainey performs. Her skates scraping against the ice is all that is heard. Everyone, including me, is mesmerized by her grace and beauty. She grabs more of my heart, if that's even possible. After she finishes, the kids run up to her begging her to teach them how to skate. She takes her time and gives them some suggestions. I sit and watch, soaking in her happiness and beauty.

She waves to me and leaves her adoring fans. She kisses me and takes a seat.

"Whew! That was fun!"

"It looked like it. I could watch you all night. You're amazing."

"Thank you for bringing me here. It's perfect. You're perfect. Now, let's go back to our room so I can show you some gratitude."

I stand up as quick as I can with a sore knee that could buckle on me at any time.

"Wow, you can still move pretty fast."

"You offer a pretty great incentive."

We get back to our room and find it filled with a spread of the finest food from the restaurant – from salmon to steak to pasta – and some strawberries and champagne. The fire is roaring and a hot bath with bubbles has been run. And the bed has been turned down.

"What do you think they're suggesting?" Lainey asks with a twinkle in her eye. She unzips her coat and puts it on the back of a chair.

"I'm very much liking it," I say, as I take off my coat. "Do you think you can help me out of the rest of my clothes?"

Lainey smiles and obliges. Slowly, she pulls my sweatshirt and T-shirt over my head. In turn, I help her out of her sweater and unclasp her bra. She unzips my jeans and gently pushes me down onto the bed. She takes each leg out of my jeans and climbs on top of me. I take her breasts in my hands.

"Your hands are so cold!"

"I need you to warm them up for me."

"I know how to warm them up." She grabs my hand and leads me to the bathroom, where the bubble bath awaits. We step inside the hot water and sink down into each other's arms, letting the heat break the chill of our naked bodies.

I push aside her long hair and slide soap over her strong shoulders, creating a slick surface to massage. She moans softly as I squeeze her shoulders deeply and then rub each beautifully defined arm, giving attention to each individual finger. I fold each arm across her chest and hold her tight, feeling her beating heart beneath my hands.

I feel the edge of her breasts beneath my hands. I outline them both with my fingers and slightly twist each nipple. Lainey reaches down and runs her hands over my tender knee, easing the throbbing pain with her gentle touch. She digs into the muscles of my feet, causing me to moan in pleasurable pain.

I pull her back in to my chest and move my hands slowly down over her smooth stomach to find her already aching with desire. She leans into me as I place more pressure and she gasps as I quicken my pace on the root of her desire. She breathes hard and throws her head back against my chest as she shivers in ecstasy. The anticipation to feel myself inside her is almost too much to bear.

Lainey reaches over and opens the drain, releasing the soapy water from the tub. I turn on the faucet and let hot water rush over our bodies. Lainey gets on top of me. She kisses hard as she guides me inside of her. She takes it slow increasing my desire with every grind of her hips. She rides me this way until I can't take it any longer. I reach up and crush my lips to hers as my desire takes over my body completely.

Lainey falls into my arms as the hot water cascades over our spent bodies. We let our heat between us and the hot water flowing over us ease all of the pain in our lives at the moment.