Page 12 of Ice Storm


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“You’re mature for your age. You had to grow up fast, huh?” he says, surprising me with his insight.

I chuckle. “That’s me. Twenty-one going on fifty.”

“I’m ten years older than you,” he comments.

I raise an eyebrow. “And?”

“And you should be running as far and as fast as you can in the opposite direction.”

“Are we back to the running thing again? Because you should know, running is not my thing. They haven’t made a sports bra yet that can tame these.” I snort, indicating my generous boobs.

His eyes kindle as they drop to my chest, and he mutters, “Beautiful.”

He trails his fingers down my throat and over my collarbone until he’s cupping my breast. My breath freezes in my lungs as I hang suspended, waiting to see what he does next. When his thumb skims over my nipple, I bite my lip to hold back my moan.

Sexual pleasure isn’t something I’m very familiar with, and I’ve never been touched by a man. Sure, I’ve touched myself and brought myself to orgasm, but Harrison is sparking sensations I’ve never experienced before. A tingling spreads to all parts of my body, and a ball of heat is grows between my thighs.

My lips part and my back arches as I press myself more firmly into his hand. “Please,” I whimper as lust takes over.

“Ah, fuck, angel. I need a taste,” Harrison growls, peeling my sweater over my head. He yanks down the cup of my bra, and then his mouth is on me, his tongue sliding across my nipple.

“Oh, God,” I choke, holding him to me.

Unclasping my bra, he tosses it aside, and his hot mouth finds my other nipple, sucking and rolling it with his wicked tongue.

“Need to touch you, Jess. Will you let me touch you?”

“God, yes! Please,” I pant, lying back on the sofa.

His hand goes to my jeans, unbuttoning them, and I lift my hips so he can shove them down my thighs, along with my panties.

I suck in a breath as the edge of his knuckle brushes my curls, and a jolt of pleasure races up my spine as it nudges against thatperfectspot. My sex throbs as he runs his knuckle along my wet folds, coaxing them to open for him.

I swallow hard, trying to find my voice. “I-I’ve n-never done this before, Harrison.”

His head pops up and his intense gaze settles on me. “Never done what?”

“Any of it,” I confess.

He nods as if I’ve confirmed something he already knew. “I’m going to be your first, Jessica. I’m going to make you come on my hand, my mouth, and when you’re ready, on my cock.”

Oh, shit.“Okay,” I huff, liking the sound of that.

He chuckles a deep, throaty growl that rumbles through me. “Hold tight, angel.”

A ragged sound escapes my throat as Harrison’s knuckles slide back and forth over my clit. Deep, pinching lust blooms in my belly as he presses his fingers inside me, trapping my clit gently between two of his knuckles.

His wonderful, masculine scent is everywhere, all around me like an aphrodisiac as he strokes me slowly, languidly. He finds my clit, pressing and rolling it with the rough pad of his thumb.

“Oh!” I rock my hips against him as a heady pleasure builds between my thighs.

Harrison is watching me, his dark eyes a little wild and untamed. “Fuck, you need this, don’t you, angel? Need to come.”

I shiver. “Yes. Please, Harrison.”

He renews his efforts on my clit, continuing to stoke the fire deep inside me that’s threatening to erupt. Ducking his head, his mouth finds my nipple again, drawing itdeepinto his mouth.

I whimper, trembling beneath him as his warm tongue and talented fingers take me to the edge. My hands fly to his thick biceps as he switches to my other nipple. He bites down gently, and I splinter into a million pieces of pleasure.

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