Page 71 of Buried Under Ice


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Not happening.“I don’t have on jeans or panties.Running now isn’t a possibility.”She tried to lighten a mood that had turned so very dark.

No humor lit his face.His gaze seemed deeper than ever before.“I’d just hunt you if you ran.I don’t think letting you go again is a possibility for me.”

His words seemed like a warning.“Do you want me to be afraid of you?”

“No.I don’t want you afraid of anything or anyone.And if something or somebody does scare you, I want to eliminate that threat by any means necessary.”His eyes narrowed.“Iwilleliminate any threat to you.”

She sucked in a breath.“Why are you telling me all of this now?”So many secrets he’d kept.

“Because I want you to know who I really am.If you fall in love with me again, I don’t want you to be falling for the illusion.I want you to needme.”

She did need him.She slid her hips a little closer to the edge of the bed.There was one surefire way to prove that he was the one she wanted.“You’re still naked.”

“Didn’t seem a point in putting on clothes when all I want is to get balls deep in you again.”

Lark licked her lips.“No, ah, not much point in that.”

“But you need to know who you’re fucking.”

Her hands were still locked behind his head.His mouth still kissably close.“I know.”Utter certainty.

“You still want me?”A rumble.

“I never stopped.”Not when Lane was arrested.Not when my world collapsed.And certainly not now.This time, she kissed him.Hotly.Wildly.Freely.No reservations.Nothing held back.

Just need.

A desire that wouldn’t end.

They fell back onto the bed.Twisted and turned and somehow got close to the center of the bed as their mouths met in hungry bursts.He rolled with her once more, and suddenly, she was on top of him.Her legs on either side of his hips.His cock pushed against her, and she rode him.Her folds rocked against him.She was slick and the friction of their bodies pressing together had her aching.She didn’t take his cock into her.Not yet.Just rubbed.Stroked.

“Don’t tease,” he bit out.His hands flew up and curled around her hips.“And why are you still wearing this damn thing?”

The blouse.Right.

Before she could pull it off, he did the job for her.The blouse flew and landed somewhere on the other side of the bed.Then his big, warm hands were going behind her back.Unhooking her bra.Sending it sailing away, too.

Completely naked now, she straddled him.His hands went to her breasts.Held them.Cradled.Teased her nipples with his callus-tipped fingers.She kept rocking against him.Sliding over the thick length of his cock.If she just arched forward a little, if she angled her hips, she could take the head of his dick inside of her.

“Condom,” he said.

Her head lifted.Her eyes met his.

“Condom…then I’minyou.”

“I’m on birth control.”He’d felt so good sliding into her before.With nothing between them.“I’ve never…” She stopped.Had to stop because he’d lifted up and his mouth had closed around one nipple and speaking had become impossible.

He licked.He bit lightly.

She shuddered.

He let her go.

Her knees pressed into the mattress.“I’ve used a condom with every other man—”

His rough growl broke through her words.“Don’t want to hear—ever—about you with another man.”His hands tightened on her.“You are mine.”

Just as he was hers.She knew it, in her soul.Maybe that was why his betrayal had shattered her so deeply.“I don’t want anything between us.”

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