Page 141 of Icy Cold Death

Freaking.

God.

As her head bobbed up and down his erection, Hailey worked him hard. The whole time, Bodhi clenched his fists in the bedding and prayed for control.

He prayed hard.

It was crystal clear that his girl was going to get him to cum if it was the last thing she did. Someone was on a mission to take him over the edge.

Yeah...

He loved this woman.

“Hails!” he practically shouted as she did something particularly wicked to his erection. It almost made his eyes cross.

Bodhi refused to look down his body, and instead stared at the ceiling.

If he looked down, he was cumming.

Yeah, only Bodhi was weak.

Of course, he looked down his body, and it was his undoing.

The second he saw her head bobbing, and his erection sliding between her perfect lips, he was finished.

Yeah, he had no control.

“Cumming,” he muttered, giving Hailey the only warning he could before that heat erupted from him.

Only, she didn’t stop, pushing him through the heat.

God.

She was wicked.

Bodhi held on through the storm, his body rippling with such intense pleasure as he was shoved over the edge and into the freefall.

He.

Fell.

Hard.

There was nothing better in the world. Bodhi was sure of it too.

From where she was, perched between his spread legs, Hailey checked out the sexy specimen of man that was all hers. He was absolute perfection.

Even the vicious healed scar that ran down his chest where he’d been cut open to have his multiple heart surgeries called to her. He was a fighter, and he’d keep fighting for them.

This was her future.

Him.

Because she could, Hailey moved up his body, enjoying the doctor playground that was going to be hers for the rest of her life.

This was the father of her child, and the man who would help her raise Holly.

She had no doubt he’d be an amazing dad.

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