Page 78 of On Thin Ice


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He stared at me for another beat, something passing between us. Then he kissed me. Hard and unforgiving, licking his tongue deep into my mouth.

Mason Steele was the storm I never saw coming, but by God, if I didn’t mind being swept up in its wreckage.

He slipped a hand between us and grasped his dick, nudging it up against my center, dragging it through my wetness, making me shiver and whimper.

“Ready?” he asked, and I nodded, anticipation bubbling inside me, making my heart gallop in my chest.

“I want you, Mason.”

It was silly, but I needed him to know that I wanted this.

Him.

Slowly, he pushed inside me, and a moan slipped out. “Mase, God…” I breathed, so full and stretched.

“Come on, blondie. You can take it.” His hand clamped around my hip as he rocked forward another inch, making us both groan. “You feel so fucking good.”

I preened at his words, tilting my hips a little to allow him to go deeper, filling me completely. When he was all the way in, he stilled above me, breathing harshly.

“Mase?” I whispered, clenching around him, loving the way he felt inside me.

“I really need to fuck you now.” The words were a barely restrained sound, the column of his throat rippling as he swallowed hard.

“So, what are you waiting for?”

Mason pulled out and slammed back in, making me cry out in sweet agony. “Shit, Harper. You gotta be quiet.”

Right. Because I wasn’t supposed to be in here with him.Underhim.

I pushed the unwanted thoughts aside, focusing on every feeling and sensation as Mason fucked me.

It was beautiful watching him unravel. His pinched expression softened into something that looked a lot like euphoria.

He hooked his arm under my leg and spread me open, changing the angle and pace. I could barely breathe; it was so intense, a wave of intense pleasure building inside me. Every stroke hit the spot inside me that made me cry out.

“Shit, you’re loud,” Mason murmured, kissing me. Swallowing my cries. He was everywhere. Consuming me. Devouring me.

Owning me.

“Mason…” I whispered, my body trembling as the wave crashed. Splintering me apart at the seams.

“That’s it, blondie. Come all over my cock,” he growled, fucking me in slow, shallow strokes.

Another shudder tore through me as I tried to catch my breath. But Mason didn’t let up, flipping us so that I was on top of him.

“Ride me,” he drawled, hands framing my waist as I sank down on him slowly.

“It’s deeper,” I said, wincing as he hit my cervix.

“Too much?” A flash of concern lit up his eyes, and that one look made me melt.

“No, I can take it.”

“Yeah, you can.” A lazy smirk tugged at his mouth, but it quickly melted away when I circled my hips. A groan of approval hummed through his chest, his hands tightening on my waist. “Do that again.”

It was my turn to smirk.

I began moving, up and down, round and round, reveling in the way he watched me: awe and sheer lust simmering in his frosty gaze.

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