Chapter 2

Once we get all our stuff inside, Greg sprawls out on the massive L-Shaped leather couch in the middle of the huge living room. The couch faces a floor to ceiling window that overlooks Lake Placid and the surrounding mountains. There’s other various pieces of furniture placed around the couch, but off to the right of the couch is a huge stone fireplace that climbs the wall to the ceiling. The floors are dark wood, the colors on the walls warm.

The kitchen is off to the left, sharing the same space as the living room, giving the entire atmosphere an open, airy feel. The kitchen is up to date, containing very modern appliances and a spacious fridge with glass doors. The cabinets are all knotty pine, stained to a rich, dark color. There’s a huge island with stools that could sit ten. In the middle of the room is a wide staircase that leads to the second level. Off to the left is the master bedroom and bathroom. The master bedroom houses a huge king size bed in a log style bed frame. There is a fireplace, two dressers, huge walk in closet, and a huge leather chair set in front of a huge picture window that overlooks the other side of the lake and mountains.

The master bathroom is large and spacious, built with double sinks with marble countertops, a large two headed shower with marble tile and glass doors, and a Jacuzzi style bathtub that could easily fit two people. Down the hall is another spare bedroom with bathroom. The entire house is decorated in rich, luxurious colors and fabrics that create a warm, erotic glow to the entire place. It’s the perfect place to lock yourself away for an entire weekend and make love with the person you love the most.

Being careful not to sit entirely on his belly, I climb on top of Greg and wrap my arms around his neck. I lean down and kiss him softly. “So, what do you want to do?” I whisper against his mouth, kissing him again.

“Mmm,” he growls against me, “I can think of something.”

Giggling, I pull him closer to me, forcing his gut to push hard against me. I kiss him harder this time, pushing my tongue into his mouth, caressing his tongue with my own, tasting the sweetness that is him. Abruptly I pull away, climb off of him quickly and head towards the kitchen. “Let me feed you first,” I say with a smile.