Page 100 of The Ice Kiss


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“Rick,”—I dig my elbow in his side, but his granite-like body absorbs it—“did you hear me?I have tobrush my teeth.”

This time, he’s the one who sighs. “We’ll brush each other’s teeth tomorrow morning with our tongues.” he mumbles under his breath.

What the--! That’s gross, so why does warmth bloom between my legs? Why are my nipples peaked? I ignore the reaction of my body, try to turn and tell him off, but his hold around me tightens, holding me immobile. His breathing deepens, his body twitches, and I know he’s asleep.

It’s annoying how easily men seem to switch off that thinking part of their brains and get their body to obey. Except for that thickness that continues to stab me between my ass cheeks, that is. Not that it’s stopped him from falling asleep. I close my eyes and drift off.

When I awaken, we’re both in the same position. Only, that thickness that’s poking my behind seems to have gotten bigger, harder and more insistent. I turn and stare into the face of my fiancé, my husband to-be, my lover, the man to whom I gave my virginity. The man who I know better than my own family. And yet, in so many ways, he’s still a mystery.What are you hiding from me, Stone?

I slide my palm down and squeeze the column outlined against the crotch of his boxers. A muscle jumps in his chest. I massage him from base to crown, and again. His erection grows even bigger. Even through his boxers, I can sense the throbbing of the blood, the intensity of heat which sears my palm.

My mouth waters. Sweat pools under my arms, and my breathing grows ragged. A trembling runs up my spine, and whoa! I might come from how aroused I am with feeling how rigid and solid and unyielding he feels. I raise my gaze and gasp.

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Rick

Her golden eyes are pools of sunlight. Her cheeks are flushed, her hair mussed from sleep. She watches me watching her as she reaches into my boxers and begins moving her hand up and down. Then, in a move which mirrors the throbbing of that tell-tale pulse at the base of her throat, speeds up as she pumps my cock. I can’t stop the growl that rumbles up my chest. Her lips part, her pupils dilate, then she squeezes even harder.

The breath hisses out between my lips. I shoot my hand out and grip her throat. Her eyes grow so big, they seem to fill her face, but she doesn’t stop. I loosen my hold on her throat, only to drag my palm down her chest. I pinch her nipple through her bra, and she shudders. I tweak it, applying enough force that she groans. The sound goes straight to my head. I slide my palm down her stomach and inside her panties. When I cup her pussy it’s my turn to growl, "So, fucking wet, do you want me to take your cunt, my little whore? You’re a slut for my cum, aren’t you? You want me to bury my cock inside you and fuck all thoughts out of your head. You want me to stuff my fingers into the hole between your arse-cheeks and tease your most forbidden places while I thrust my tongue inside your—"

"Stop"—she gasps—"please don’t—"

"Stop?" I cram three of my digits inside her sopping wet channel.

"Don’t stop," she cries out.

I weave my fingers in and out of her, in and out. Each time I shove my fingers inside, her entire body jerks. It mirrors the way she’s clamping down on my dick with her fingers, the way I shudder when she swipes her fingers up to the crown.

"Fuck." I rub my thumb into her swollen clit, and her eyes roll back in her head. She arches her back, and a shiver spirals up her body. "I’m coming," she gasps.

"Don’t you dare come, Goldie." I pull my fingers out of her, and when she opens her mouth to protest, I thrust them between her lips. She sucks on them greedily, and I feel the pressure at the base of my spine. She licks her tongue up my fingertips, and my balls tighten. I’m going to come in my pants any moment, like I’m a teenager. I tug my fingers out, then wrench hers from around my cock.

"But I wanna make you come, too," she whines.

"Oh you will, just not like this." I reach down and tear off her panties.

She cries out, "You’re an animal."

"And you love it."

Color suffuses her features. "You have such an insufferable ego. If it weren’t for the fact that—"

"I have the balls to go with it?"

She firms her lips.

"That’s what you were going to say, hmm?" I lower her hand to my balls and cup them with her fingers.

She swallows, and when she cups them, I can’t stop the grunt that wells up my throat.

"Enough of this playing around." I pull her hand off my balls, then sit up. I lift her up and position her so she’s lying on her side.

I curve her body, then position myself so her sweet pussy is in front of my mouth and my cock is lined up with her face. Once I’m sure we’re in the sideways 69 position, I push down my boxers.

"Oh, my." The awe in her voice drains all remaining blood to my groin.

I push my head into the flesh between her legs and inhale deeply.

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