Page 69 of Brutal Ice

Her tongue darted out to skim over her lower lip. “So good.”

His back teeth clenched. “No.” He climbed onto the bed. She scooted back. Oh, hell, no. He curled his hands around her hips and lifted her up and over him.

A gasp slid from her, and her hands clamped over his shoulders. He was sitting up, and she straddled him. His dick pushed at the entrance of her body, but he didn’t go in, not yet. Be careful this time. Gentle.

He’d put a stranglehold on his desire. He would not pound into her like a crazed madman. He would not take and take and take.

He’d give her the control this time. Give her the pleasure.

Pleasure. “Not like that with everyone,” he bit out. No damn way he wanted to think of Violet fucking someone else.

She sent him that smile again. The one that lit her eyes and made him want to put the whole world at her feet. But instead of doing that, his dick pushed into her.

She’d turned on the bedside lamp when he’d gone into the bathroom. He liked the light. Normally, he craved the dark. But he wanted to see her. Every single inch.

“You control me,” he told her.

She shook her head. “I don’t think anyone can do that.”

His hold tightened on her. Oh, sweetheart. You have no clue. I’d do just about anything for you. A sobering realization.

Violet leaned forward and pressed her lips to his neck. She nipped him with her teeth.

It took all of his strength to hold back and not thrust deep into her. Deep. Take. Claim.

Her hips wiggled against him. He didn’t let her press down, though. Not this time. She’d taken him in fast before. This time, it would be slow. Inch by inch.

“Royal.” A sensual demand. “Are you teasing me?”

Never. “I’m not hurting you. You take me. Bit by bit.”

Her head lifted. She stared into his eyes with her lush lips slightly parted. Her knees pushed into the mattress as she searched his gaze. Her hips dipped down.

One inch.

He could feel sweat gathering on his brow.

She slid down a little more.

More.

Her breath came out on a heave.

The fingers of his right hand slid between them. He stroked her just where he knew she needed his touch the most. Her head tipped back. She lowered onto him even more.

Half-way down his cock.

Her hips thrashed against him. One of his hands still held her hip, preventing her from driving all the way down. The other stroked her clit in a merciless rhythm.

“Royal!” Her breath choked out. Her eyes squeezed shut. “Royal, I’m coming!”

She was. Already. Fucking fantastic. He felt the vibrations along his dick and he?—

She took him all. Jerked down hard against his hold and slammed their bodies together completely. The contractions of her inner muscles rippled along his dick as she cried out his name. A litany that went on over and over again.

He held himself perfectly still inside of her. He wanted Violet to pull every single drop of pleasure from her orgasm.

For her. For her. Her.

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