Page 107 of Born of Ice

The buckle rubs me just in the right place and I feel my climax blooming deep inside my core. Exton pops me off his dick and of course, I whine. “Lick him, Electra. Make it last, or I’ll blow in point two seconds.”

No, I don’t want this to be over yet, I haven’t had enough of him, so I do as I’m told, running my tongue all over him, dragging the tip over his underside and he shudders from the sensation.

“Damn it, nothing you do is safe. I want to come no matter what,” he grits out and pushes inside my mouth again. “Suck.”

One word. One command and I’m a whimpering mess.

“Yes, yes just like that,” Exton chants, his whole body vibrating with tension as he keeps his orgasm at bay, but I want it. I need it now, so I take him all the way down, my nose grazing against his groin as my saliva mixed with his pre-cum pools around his length. With a long curse, his cock twitches in my throat as his comes and I explode right alongside. My own orgasm blasting through me.

“Mmm,” I moan, unable to think clearly when everything feels so good.

“Goddamn, why are you so perfect?” he asks with a strain, his cock still twitching in my mouth while I swallow it all, and Exton pulls on my hair, taking me off him and brings my lips to his. Uncaring that we are still driving, still on a busy freeway. “I love you,” he murmurs into my mouth his eyes on me for a brief second before he looks back out to the road, but that second was enough for me to see the truth of his words.

“I love you too.” I kiss his cheek, the corner of his mouth that’s tipped into a smile and his lips. “Thank you.”

Exton chuckles as I pull away and help him get his pants back on and zipped up.

“And she thanks me for fucking her mouth like a savage again. Anything for you, love.” He shakes his head with a satisfied smile and his hand is back on my thigh as we make the final twenty minutes of the drive to my appointment.

I feel calm and relaxed until we pull up to the parking garage and Exton parks in first available spot.

“And here I thought my cock cures your nerves,” he says, glancing at my twisting hands again.

“It did. But it’s not in my mouth anymore, is it?”

“Don’t temp me, little star.” He narrows his eyes at me, but I only manage a weak smile and he shifts, cradling my face in his hands.

“Tell me,” he simply states.

There is no point in hiding from him. No point in lying when I never could before.

“I’m scared.” I wring my fingers on my lap, looking down at them. And then he’s there, over me like a cloud, his arms slipping underneath my body as he pulls me over the console and into his lap.

Exton just watches me, brushing my hair away from my face, gently tucking it behind my ear and even fixes my bangs. He loves to do that, I noticed.

“Of which answer?”

“Of all? Of any?”

“Do you want to get back on the ice?”

“I don’t know.” My voice is small and unsure. “The last memory of my relationship with it is tainted. The trust I had—broken.” I didn’t mean to say that out loud, but my thoughts feel safe around him.

“How about your trust in you?” I look up to him. “That’s who you trust. Yourself. Your heart. Your body.”

“Do you trust yourself?”

“Only when it comes to you.”

“Why?”

“Because you are the first right choice that I made.” Exton gives me his raw, unrestricted heart. He gives it all to me and I melt into his touch and comfort. I melt into his soul that keeps holding onto to mine. And then I melt into his kiss, his warm, huge palm gliding over my leg. Higher and higher to my ass that he squeezes hard, and I yelp into his mouth.

Exton moans, cupping my pussy through my jeans. “Don’t overthink it, Electra. Take it one step at a time. There are no life choices that you need to make after this appointment. But I do need you to get in there and let them tell me that you are all healed up, okay?”

“Why?”

“So I can bring my right choice back home and fuck her without holding back.” He pulls away from my mouth just enough to murmur those words, setting my skin on fire and goes back to our kiss.

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