Shay's POV
Nick and I woke up early the next morning to get a private jet to Mammoth. We both hate flying, so there wasn't much we could do to comfort the other, besides having sex in the small bathroom.
"You good?" He breathed out heavily sitting on the toilet seat.
"Yeah, is your head okay? The turbulence really got us this time," I nervously laughed as I inspected the top of his head. He pulled my hands down in front of his lips and kissed them.
"My head is fine," he assured. "Let's get back to our seats, we'll be landing soon." I stood up after un-straddling him and tossed him his shirt. He quickly put himself back in his pants and zipped them up and headed out of the bathroom. I grabbed my underwear from the sink and slipped them on me under my skirt. After inspecting myself in the mirror I headed out and sat on Nick's lap.
"Ooof," he groaned wrapping his arms around me. I turned my body to face him and planted a couple of long kisses on his soft pink lips. I stopped for a quick breath, and he immediately filled the gap between our lips again. When he moved them down my neck I pushed him back. He looked at me concerned.
"I know you're eager," I laughed. "Just wait until we get home." Nick raised his eyebrows and smirked.
"You know me so well," he replied kissing me once more.
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After landing and packing up our rental car we headed towards the house in the mountains. It didn't take long for the snow to start falling, so Nick made sure to get us up the hill as quick as possible.
Once we got to our Mammoth home the flakes of crystal white snow got bigger and fell faster. We hurried to get our things inside before the blizzard got any worse.
"Holy shit it's cold out there!" Nick yelled carrying our last piece of luggage inside and kicking the door closed with his foot. I quickly took the suitcase from him and sat it down with the others at the bottom of the staircase.
"Would you like some tea or hot chocolate?" I asked helping him take off his wet leather brown jacket.
"Yeah, hot chocolate sounds great. I'm going to go take a quick shower." He lightly kissed the top of my head before ascending up the stairs with our bags.
After setting the kettle on the stove. I went down in the basement to the laundry room and threw his jacket in the washer along with my pink blouse and white skirt. I walked through the house and up the stairs to our room wearing only undergarments to grab a white T-shirt from Nick's suitcase. After placing it on I heard the shower in the bathroom stop and the kettle downstairs going off. I quickly rushed down to the kitchen and relieved the kettle's screaming.
I grabbed two mugs and two types of hot chocolates; Swiss Miss Sugar free for Nick and regular for me.
By the time I brought the two hot beverages in the living room, Nick was kneeled down and messing around with the electric fireplace.
"Your special request is ready," I told him setting the mugs down on the coffee table. He quickly turned around,
"You're going to blow me?" He asked eagerly with a full blown yet serious smirk. I rolled my eyes at his expected immature comment.
"I'm talking about your hot chocolate shit head." Nick then rolled his eyes and went back to lighting the fire. Once lit he joined me on the couch grabbing his mug.
"Thank you babe," he thanked sweetly kissing my temple.
"That's not going to change anything," I laughed.
