For months, Richard has been trying to suppress an unnatural desire for his teenage stepdaughter. But when he's stranded with her in a remote cabin during a blizzard, his dark, pseudo-incestual lust resurfaces. She's reluctant to give in to his advances... Will they be able to keep each other warm until help arrives? I don’t give her time to think. Just lean forward, shifting my body over hers as I bring our lips together. Then we’re kissing, sinking down into the sea of soft pillows, and it’s so much better than I could ever have imagined. The smell of her skin, the beat of her heart as it quickens to match my own… I take possession of her mouth, thrusting my tongue inside, exploring her wantonly. She struggles, confused, her small fists pounding my impassive chest like the wind against the mountain. But I do not stop. I pin her to the floor, my hands gripping her head as I kiss her greedily. She tastes of brandy and cinnamon, warm comfort on a cold night. Her faint protests are an aphrodisiac, spurring me on. I know she wants this as much as I do. I can feel the heat simmering just under the surface of her lips. Her tongue sliding under mine, kissing me back.