Page 72 of Buried Under Ice


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He didn’t ease his grip.

“I’m clean.Healthy as can be.”Her breath shuddered out.

“So am I.”

She caught one of his hands.Pulled it from her hip.Eased it down until his fingers were over her clit.“Touch me the way I like.”The way he did so perfectly.

His fingers went to work.

Her mouth opened on a gasp even as she pushed up a bit on her knees.She tilted up her hips, and, this time, she curled her hand around his cock as she positioned him.

The head slipped inside of her.

Then he sank all the way in.

At first, she didn’t move at all.Just savored the fullness of him filling every single inch of her.Then she clamped her inner muscles around him as tightly as she could.

“Lark.”His fingers rubbed her clit faster.Harder.

She lifted up, then rocked down.He stroked her.She lifted up.Rocked down.

His fingers worked her feverishly.Frantically.There was no stopping the release.It barreled through her at breakneck speed and all she could do was cry out as her body seemed to spasm with the waves of release that blasted through her.

Again and again and again.

He surged up.Tumbled her back onto the bedding.Caught her legs and lifted them over his shoulders.Then he pounded into her.So deep.Felt deeper than ever before.Nothing was between them.Just body to body.Sex to sex.

He consumed her.

She craved him.

Her nails raked down his back because another orgasm was building.Or maybe the last one hadn’t stopped.She couldn’t slow down.Couldn’t catch a breath.All she could do was feel.Him.Everywhere.Inside.Out.Surrounding her.Taking her.

“Lark!”

Exploding within her.

She bucked beneath him and let the pleasure take them both.

***

Too possessive.

He’d come off too strong.

He’d taken her too hard.There’d been no restraint.No control.

And he wanted to do it all over again.Endlessly.For now, though, he should probably lift his heavy-ass body off her.Oliver knew his weight had to be crushing Lark.He heaved up and stared down at her.Worry filled him.

With her eyes closed, she smiled for him.“You don’t have to worry about anyone else.”

She’d better damn well not be talking about another man—

“No one could ever compare to you.”Her lashes lifted.Her green gaze gleamed.“Sex never felt this way—this amazing—until you.I could never let go so completely, until you.”

Satisfaction pulsed through him.“I plan to wreck you for anyone else.”An asshole thing to say?So what?He was an asshole.“Forget that.There can be no one else.I meant it, Lark.You’re mine.”She had been from the day that he’d walked into that florist shop and gotten lost in a pair of incredible, emerald eyes.

“Does that mean you’re mine, too?”

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