Lilly POV
Two days after thanksgiving my kids were supposed to fly back to Detroit, but there was a blizzard, and their flight was delayed by a few days. To prepare for the storm I had done a huge grocery shopping.
When Marshall and I had gone to bed the night before, it was just flurrying. I woke up early the next morning and pulled back the curtain to reveal at least a foot of snow and it was still coming down in full effect. I went down to the kitchen and threw a roast beef, carrots and potatoes in the crockpot with some spices.
Marshall woke up in an empty bed, "She's up before me again." He muttered.
Marshall came downstairs to find me cuddled up on the couch sipping hot chocolate.
"Hey sexy! You want some?" I asked, holding up my mug.
"Of course."
I ladled some cocoa into a mug, decked it out with marshmallows and whipped cream, and handed it over.
"This is delicious!" Marshall blew on it before he took a sip.
"It's homemade. Ain't no swiss miss bullshit."
Marshall laughed at that, "Let's go outside."
We bundled up and headed out into the snow. Mar shall made a little snowball and threw it towards me. I took a big pile of snow, smoothed it into a ball, and threw it at Marshall hitting him right in his ear. He in return took a heaping handful and stuffed it in my hood as I screamed, and he laughed hard at me. We continued the snowball fight which left us both frigid and my hair a sopping, cold, wet mess.
After our romantic fun in the snowstorm, we came in to put comfy sweats on and turned on the fireplace.
"I bought the stuff to bake cookies." I told Marshall.
We made our way into the kitchen and I laid out all the ingredients.
I instructed Marshall on how much flour, sugar, and butter. I showed him how to flatten the peanut butter cookies and place Hershey kisses on top. We made another mixture and I got the mixer out to beat it before we threw some chocolate chips in. We made peanut butter blossoms and good, old chocolate chip cookies. Marshall and I sat at the island as the house filled with an amazing, happy aroma of baking during a blizzard. I took the first batch of peanut butter blossoms out and let them cool a few minutes before we began dunking them in milk and devouring them.
"What else do you want to do today?" I asked.
"Come here."
Marshall led me to the living room by the fire and opened the drapes to the glass sliding door so we could watch the snow fall. It was dark in the room because of the cloudy, snowy sky and we made a comfy bed on the floor next to the fire with quilts and pillows. We laid down together under the quilt and Marshall put his safe, loving arms around me.
"Mmm...you feel so good." He kissed my neck.
I smiled contently, "You make me so happy. Six months ago, when I first met you, I definitely didn't think that we would wind up here."
"I remember the first time I ever saw you at Paramount." He said.
"Yeah?"
"When you came out to the escalade and pulled that hoodie off and I saw you all tatted up in a tank top... You was the finest thing I ever seen!" Marshall said loudly through his teeth.
I laughed at that and he flashed me that sexy, flirty half-smile. We held each other a while longer being mesmerized by the both the fire and the snowstorm.
Marshall began stroking my arms, which led to my stomach, which led to my breasts. I turned to him to kiss him sensually but heated. He put his hand down my sweats and ran a finger over my clit slowly, barely grazing my skin and I couldn't help but gasp in pleasure. Marshall then ran two fingers over me lightly, teasing me in ecstasy as I moaned and my breathing got heavy.
"Feel good baby?" His whisper tickled my ear as he felt me wet with excitement.
I closed my eyes to nod "yes" letting out a peaceful sigh. Marshall fingered me as his tongue found mine and made his way down my body to my belly igniting our fire. Marshall pulled my shirt off over my head and eased my pants off my legs to look at my naked body as if he was starving and I was his last meal.
I took charge by pulling Marshall's shirt off, kissing down his neck to his sexy rippled abs. I slid his pants down arriving at his manhood, but first kissed and nipped at his thighs, driving him crazy. His dick was so hard, so I licked the tip at first and he shuddered in enjoyment. I then slurped my lips down the sides, circling my tongue around him. Marshall watched my head bobbing as his eyes rolled back in his head.
"Oh, shit baby!" He moaned as he balled his hands into fists around my luscious locks. I sucked hard, taking him all in.
Marshall didn't want our fun to be over so soon, so he gently removed himself from my mouth and eased me to lay on my back as he pressed himself on top of me, kissing me intensely. Marshall rubbed the tip over my opening at first, circling my clit before ultimately slowly easing himself inside of me to satisfy the passion between us that we both craved.
Marshall gently moved in and out of my silky smoothness.
"You feel so fucking good baby." Marshall uttered as he could tell I was about to reach her first orgasm.
"Oh Marshall, oh shit!" I yelled and moved my pussy into him, increasing my pleasure, finding my release.
Marshall sloppily pulled out, "turn around" He ordered.
I arched my back as Marshall did me from behind, smacking against my ass. His body slammed into me loud and hard and I moaned forcefully with each thrust. We were both in a love daze until we reached ecstasy. Marshall wilted onto my back, breathless with aftershocks. I turned to face him; fascinated with each other, we shared one last lingering kiss.
Marshall rested his head on my chest as I stroked his face and hair.
"I love you Marshall." I whispered in his ear sweetly. "Thank you for everything you've done for me."
Marshall smiled, "I love when you stroke my face like this. No one's ever done that before. It's different with you. I trust you. I can be myself with you."
Marshall picked up his head to look in my eyes. "You're the only healthy relationship I've ever had."
"I know, me too. I feel so comfortable with you, so safe."
We both smiled and sealed it with a kiss. We did one last "snow check" and it was over two feet by now.
Marshall and I freshened up and spent the remainder of the evening chowing down on the delicious roast I made and watching movies. We had worked up quite an appetite. We went to bed love struck that night, both of us feeling that our relationship had grown even stronger that day.

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