Page 56 of Hot As Ice

I run on wobbly legs and get into my car, breathing hard. I slam the door closed and press the button that locks the doors about a hundred times. Tears spring to my eyes but I refuse to let them drop. I don’t know what to do. I don’t want to go home. I desperately want to be where I feel safest lately, and that’s in Hunter’s arms.

I grab my phone and open our messages thread. God, it feels like it’s been a hundred years since we’ve made contact. As I’m staring at it, desperately wanting to text him, three dots appear, indicating that he’s writing to me. I gape at my phone in disbelief. But then the three dots disappear, like he’s changed his mind. Frustration tears through me.

Fuck it, I’m messaging him.

Me

Can I please see you?

His reply is so immediate that I’m pretty sure he messaged me at the exact same time.

Hunter

What are you doing?

Me

I’m at the arena. I was at the game tonight.

Hunter

Drive to my place

My heart thumps, butterflies bursting to life in my stomach. I drive a lot faster than I should, and I’m there in record time. Going up the elevator feels endless, and as soon as the doors open on the top floor, I fling myself out of it. Hunter is waiting for me by his door and I run to him, jumping into his arms and wrapping my legs around him. He slams his mouth onto mine, his one hand cupping the back of my head, the other on my ass, keeping me glued to him.

The kiss is savage, wild, frantic, angry. It’s so intense I think I might faint. Or scream. Or cry.

Hunter sucks on my tongue, making me moan. My hands are around his neck and I squeeze him to me, wanting so desperately to crawl inside him and stay there forever. I can’t get enough of him. His scent, his touch, his lips. We’re both holding onto each other as if for dear life.

The next thing I know Hunter is throwing me on the couch and whipping off his shirt. I take my clothes off as fast as I can. Hunter pulls down his sweatpants and his cock springs free, looking like the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. I immediately wrap my hands around it and kneel down, sucking it into my mouth.

Hunter drives his fingers into my hair as I lick and suck him.

His huge cock barely fits in my mouth, but I do my best to take him in deeper. I’ve never given anyone a blowjob before, but it feels so good to have Hunter in my mouth, I don’t even care when I gag and choke as his cock hits the back of my throat.

I pull back a little and suck, swirling my tongue around the head. I look up at Hunter and he’s looking down at me, eyes dark and aroused, and it’s the most erotic moment of my life.

But he doesn’t let me finish.

With his fingers in my hair, he pulls my head back and makes me rise. I make a sound of protest that he hushes with his mouth on mine. We kiss until I’m trembling and hanging off him. If he lets go, I’ll crash to the floor because my legs have completely turned to jelly. I never want the kiss to end, but eventually Hunter breaks it off and maneuvers so he’s sitting on the couch. He pulls me to him until I’m straddling his lap, his hard cock between our naked bodies. I stare at his gorgeous body in awe, every muscle looking like it’s been etched into him. I put my hand on his sternum and glide down, slowly exploring and counting each one of his ab muscles.

The contact makes me shiver.

All the while, Hunter is watching me with hooded eyes, his hands resting on the couch beside his muscular thighs. His not touching me and letting me touch him instead is turning me on so much. For once, he’s giving me some control.

It doesn’t last long though. As I play with the trail of hair that leads to his cock, he grabs my wrist and pulls my hand away. Then his hands are on my hips as he lifts me and positions me over his cock, the tip touching my pussy and rubbing against my folds. I whimper at the teasing pleasure.

He rubs and pulls away, rubs and pulls away, over and over again, until I’m completely mindless with desire. My hands cover his on my hips, but he’s so much stronger than me. He easily holds me slightly above him so he can continue his teasing, and I can’t do a damn thing about it. I also can’t stop myself from making these desperate mewling sounds.

Finally, he shows some mercy and pushes into me, nudging me open and slowly stretching me out, his hands gripping my ass tight. I sink onto him inch by inch, reveling in how good it feels, wishing I could hold onto the feeling forever.

We’ve never fucked in this position before, and I’m not really sure what to do. I also can’t quite concentrate when the hottest man in the world is looking at me like I’m the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen.

When he’s all the way inside me, he stops, and my heart skips a beat. I wiggle and try to rise up, wanting the friction, but he holds me still. He looks at me for a long moment – his gaze full of heat and power – and then thrusts up into me hard, making me moan and cry out. God, finally. Finally, he’s moving inside me and it’s the most incredible feeling as pain and pleasure mingle in an intoxicating combination.

I put my hands on his shoulders for leverage and try to meet each of his thrusts with my own. My toes curl as the pleasure sinks into my bones. It almost feels like an out-of-body experience, especially with the way Hunter is looking at me, and how neither one of us is saying a word. It’s just our bodies having an intimate, sacred conversation.

The orgasm hits me hard, rolling through me in undulating waves. I feel it pulsing in every cell of my body. I throw my head back and cry out, digging my fingers into Hunter’s shoulders. It triggers an emotional response, and the tears come before I can stop them, streaming down my face.