Page 27 of Locked In Ice

Her gaze jumped from his dick to his face.

“You’re the fucking sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.You went off like a rocket, and I just want to make you do that again and again and again.”

Yes, please.Like that sounded like a bad idea in what universe?But she’d promised him no BS, so… “It’s been a long time for me.”When he’d said that he looked into her life and found no boyfriends, he hadn’t been wrong.

“How long.”A demand.

She scooted back on the bed.Made room for him.And tossed her cami to join the other discarded clothes.“A year.”At least.

“Why.Me.”Again, a demand.Not a question.

“I have no idea.I just know that when we touch, I’ve never felt hotter.”Her thighs trembled and her sex quivered.“And no, I don’t usually come that fast.Guess you’re special, too.”Hadn’t he told her that earlier?When she’d asked why he was so dang chatty?And, since she was sharing, “That was the best orgasm of my life.”

“Fuck.”

“I thought that would be next on our agenda, yes—”

Lane jumped on the bed with her.His mouth took her nipple and he licked and sucked ravenously.Her head tipped back, her fingers dug into his shoulders, and she arched against him.Heat shot from her nipple to her groin, and she rubbed eagerly against him.

His dick pushed at her core, demanding entry.

She wanted him in.Plunging hard and fast and sending her crashing straight into that headlong rush to orgasmic bliss.

If sex had been this good before for her, she wouldn’t have gone a year without it.

He kissed a path to her other breast.Licked and scored her nipple with his teeth.Had moans and gasps ringing from her.One hand let go of him so she could work it between their bodies.Down, down she went.Her fingers circled the base of his cock.She squeezed, then pumped.Squeezed.

“Fuck, your hand feels good.”

His mouth had felt like heaven.

“Need a condom,now.”

Oh, but she really, really hoped he had a supply in that room.

“Don’tmove.”

And he was gone.He’d jerked off her and went toward a bag at the end of the bed.The panting of her breath seemed way too loud.Her stiff nipples thrust toward him.Her legs shifted restlessly on the bed.

As she watched, he took out a condom and ripped open the packet.He rolled on the condom as his dick kept standing at full attention.His eyes seemed to drink her in.

And since he was looking for a view, Ophelia deliberately spread her legs.

“Beautiful.”He stalked back to her.Slid one hand right between her spread thighs.“You are so wet.”One finger sank into her.Stretched her as she lay on the bed, sprawled open for him.A second finger worked inside her.“You’re going to feel fantastic.”

“So are you.”Actually, he already did feel great.Her hips were rocking against his hand.His thumb rubbed over her clit in a maddening rhythm even as his fingers worked in and out of her.In and out.Her orgasm hung just out of reach.

Her body tensed as he stroked her.She needed more.She needed his cock inside of her.Driving them both into madness.

His hand slid from her.

Dammit.“Lane!”

“Roll over.Get on your knees.”

She rolled.Got to her knees.

“Hands on the headboard.”

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