Page 71 of Expose on the Ice

Carter’s eyes are heavy with desire, his hands resting on my hips as I rock against him, making every nerve in my body hum with anticipation. His need mirrors mine, a raw, unabashed lust that hangs thick in the air, eliciting groans of desire from him.

I relish the power I have over him, knowing just how much I affect this usually guarded man. My hands slide down his chest, pushing his shirt up and over his head. His skin is warm under my fingers, his muscles tensing and flexing with every touch.

I lean down, my lips grazing his collarbone, then trailing down to the defined ridges of his abs. Carter’s breath hitches, a desperate sound escaping his throat as I explore his body. My fingers fumble with the button of his jeans, needing to feel more of him, needing every inch.

"Lift," I command, my voice a mix of breathlessness and authority.

Carter complies without hesitation, raising his hips so I can peel his jeans down and off. The sight of him lying there, naked and exposed, takes my breath away. My eyes travel down his chiseled body to rest on his arousal. I gasp, a thrill of excitement coursing through me.

"That’s… impressive," I manage, a playful smirk on my lips.

Carter gives a low, throaty chuckle. "All your doing…"

My heart pounds as I lean in, pressing my lips to him. Carter’s whole body shudders in response, his fingers threading through my hair.

"Lily…" he says softly.

Before he can reach me, I gently move his hands away. "Not yet."

He groans.

"Tonight, we’re doing this my way," I say.

I slip off him and the bed, standing before him.

Carter’s eyes follow my every move as I start to sway my hips, slow and sensual. I turn, my fingers finding the hem of my shirt, lifting it just enough to tease him without revealing too much.

His gaze darkens. When his fingers twitch to reach for me, I playfully move them away. The power in that moment surgesthrough me, even as I continue to slowly remove my blouse, every movement deliberate and tantalizing.

His eyes are locked onto me as I continue to undress. I run my hands up my torso, each touch a promise of what’s to come, driving Carter wild with anticipation.

I turn around, giving him a full view as I remove the rest of my clothes. Down to just my underwear, I turn back to face him, my hands on my hips, feeling both powerful and vulnerable. I can’t help but smile at him, not quite able to believe what we’re about to do.

Seeing Carter there, every inch of him focused on me, brings a thrill that’s both empowering and intensely exciting. I return to him. As I settle onto his lap, he tries to touch me again, but I gently move his hands away, a teasing smile on my lips. "Not yet," I purr, enjoying his restrained eagerness.

I finish undressing, revealing myself fully to him. Carter watches intently, his breath catching. I arch my back, bringing myself closer. He groans, the desire in his eyes almost overwhelming.

Now we’re both completely exposed to each other. The heat between us is almost unbearable. I position myself over him, feeling his warmth. He gasps at the contact, his hands flexing with the urge to touch me, but he holds back, respecting my lead.

I move against him slowly, building the anticipation. "Do you want me?" I whisper.

"More than anything," he groans.

"Take me," I say, my voice heavy with desire.

CHAPTER 28

LILY

The raw hunger in his gaze sends a shiver down my spine. With a fervent growl, he flips us over, pinning me beneath him. I shriek in surprise, the sound escaping before I can contain it. Before I know it, his mouth is on me, trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses down my neck, my collarbone, and finally to my breasts.

He takes his time, lavishing attention on each nipple, flicking his tongue and sucking gently. Then he continues his downward journey, each kiss, lick, and bite driving me crazy. When his mouth finally settles between my legs, I think I might combust from the anticipation.

His hot breath ghosts over my clit, and I moan, my hips lifting off the bed, seeking more. He gives it willingly, his tongue darting out, a teasing swipe that leaves me gasping. He chuckles, the vibration adding to the incredible sensation building within me.

His powerful hands grip my thighs, holding me open as he gives me what I’ve been craving. He starts slowly, his tongue tracing lazy patterns over my clit, dipping lower to taste me fully before returning to flick at the sensitive nub. Each stroke makes me writhe beneath him.

Then, with a determined focus, his rhythm quickens, his tongue and lips working in perfect harmony. When he sucks my clit into his mouth and flicks it with his tongue, fireworks explode behind my eyelids, and I momentarily forget how to breathe.

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