Page 109 of Hot As Ice

Hunter lifts his head. His eyes are dark and full of lust. It makes me feel powerful.

“What do you want?” he asks, rubbing his nose against my cheekbone. He nips my earlobe.

“Your cock.”

“Ask nicely.”

“I already said please.”

“Hmm.”

“Please? I’ve been a good girl. I deserve it.”

He raises an eyebrow. “You haven’t been a good girl at all, actually.”

I put my hands on either side of his face and look at him. “But I still deserve your cock, right?”

“I want you to stay with me for part of winter break,” he says, catching me off guard.

“What?”

“Move in with me, for like a week. When are you going home?”

“Christmas Eve morning, I was gonna drive over.”

His fingers skip along my spine. “Okay, good. So, you’ll have time to stay with me before then.”

“But…why?”

“Because.”

His eyes are full of something I can’t describe. He looks almost…sad? Or plaintive? But also like he’s guarding himself, because if I say no it’ll really hurt him.

“Okay,” I say. “I’ll stay with you.”

His arms tighten around me and he pulls me in for a hot kiss. Before long, I’m whimpering and writhing in his arms again, my hands roaming all over his body. But every time I reach for his crotch, he pushes my hands away.

“Come on,” I whine.

He laughs. “I love it when you’re horny.”

“You’re mean for teasing me.”

“Don’t pout. It’s what you get for the shit you’ve put me through lately.”

I lean back and look at him. There’s definitely hurt in his eyes mingling with the bravado. I realize that even when he’s being mean to me, he’s never actually hurt me. It’s just a way for him to protect himself.

I place my palm against his jaw, and he leans into me slightly. He probably doesn’t even notice it.

“You’re right, and I’m sorry.”

“Yeah?” He undoes the button on his jeans. “Show me how sorry you are.” He unzips and lowers his jeans and boxer briefs. My stomach tightens when his glorious cock comes into view. Before I can touch him, he lifts me off the counter and carries me out of the kitchen. He presses my back into the wall and lines his cock up to my center, thrusting into me.

I arch my back and grip his shoulders tight, crying out as he slowly tunnels inside my wet pussy. My eyes flutter closed at the exquisite pleasure of it. This has to be the greatest feeling in the world.

He fucks me hard and fast, and it’s exactly how I want it.

I grab his pecs with both hands, my eyes cast down, looking at where we’re joined, watching his cock thrust in and out of me. It makes me delirious with lust.