Page 28 of Locked In Ice

She’d already grabbed it to help balance her body.

“Hold on tight.”He came up behind her.

Her hips arched back and up, and the head of his cock pushed lightly inside of her.It wedged right there, and she froze.Or maybe time froze.Everything seemed to become so still.She could feel her body aching, a quiver deep in her sex.Her muscles wanted to clamp down on him and squeeze as tightly as she could.

His hands rose and curled around hers.His body covered hers.He was all around her.She could smell him.Taste him.

He slammed deep into her.

Feel him.

Her mouth opened on a hard scream but she choked the sound back.Not pain.Not that at all.She was too ready and eager for any pain.He was withdrawing and thrusting and all she felt was pleasure.In and out.Over and over.His hips pounded against her, and she drove her hips back up against him.

One of his hands freed hers.His fingers curled around her breast.Worked her nipple.

He kept driving into her.

His hand dropped down.Skimmed over her stomach and dipped lower.Lower.His fingers strummed her clit.Faster and faster.

He thrust into her.In and out.

Her hips rammed back against him.

His fingers squeezed her clit—

She came.Her grip whitened around the headboard as she held onto the thing for dear life as the orgasm ravaged through her.One of his hands still stroked her clit, driving the pleasure to a heightened,I-can’t-handle-thisdegree while the other had clamped tightly around her waist.He ground her hips back against him with that grip.Without that hard hold, she might have shoved right off him because the pleasure had made her wild.

When it ended, when she could breathe and see again, her body bowed forward.

“Felt fuckinginsane.” He withdrew.“My turn.”

Lane plunged deep.

In and out.In and out.Her sensitive nerve endings screamed in bliss, and he roared her name when he pounded into her and came.His hold was so tight that he might be bruising her, and she didn’t even care.

She was too wrung out with absolute pleasure.

Gradually, the thundering of her heartbeat eased.Or had that mad pounding been his heart?Theirs?His hand stopped gripping her waist and turned into a caress.

“Ophelia?”

“About to fall.”Her knees were gonna give way.“Warning you…”

But she didn’t have to worry.He eased out of her.Pulled her down.Tucked her under covers they’d pretty much wrecked.

No need for tucking her in.She should get out of his bed and go back to her room.

His footsteps padded away from the bed.She heard water running in the sink.“Leave the light on,” she called out drowsily.

Silence.She didn’t open her eyes.She would.She’d open her eyes, and she’d go back to her room in just a few moments.

“Why?”he asked softly.“Are you afraid of the dark?”

“No.Love the dark.”The words came out all sleep slurred.Every muscle in her body was limp and the last of her adrenaline crash had hit extra hard after the second orgasm ripped through her.“But if bad guys are sneaking into the room, I like to be able to see them as soon as I open my eyes.”

The mattress dipped a little beneath his weight.“What if a bad guy is in bed next to you?”

“I don’t fuck bad guys.”

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