Page 20 of Snow One Like You

“Fuck it,” he groaned right before his mouth slammed down onto mine.

It wasn’t soft, or slow, or coaxing. The kiss was an all-out assault on my senses. Soren devoured my mouth like it was his last meal, and I was his favorite food.

Passion swept over me, and I clung to him, aching for his touch.

He grabbed my ass and boosted me up, forcing my back against the wall and guiding my legs around his hips. Something hot and hard filled the space between my legs, pressing against my sensitive nerves.

With a slight rocking motion, he sent bolts of pleasure streaking through my body. I tore my lips from his and moaned at the rapture his movements elicited. “Ohhhh. That feels…oh yes.”

Soren lifted his head and stared into my eyes. The fire in his brown orbs raged out of control, making my body burn for him. I could see how close he was to snapping, and I wanted it. I wanted to see him lose control, intoxicated by passion, thinking aboutnothing but the way we made each other feel.

There must have been something that he saw in my eyes or on my face that shattered his resolve because he growled and captured my mouth in another deep, ravishing kiss.

His hands slid from my ass up under the back of my sweater. With one small pinch, he’d unclasped my bra, then he was cupping my bare breasts. He squeezed just hard enough for me to feel the bite of pain before he stroked the pads of his thumbs over my nipples.

I moaned and thrust out my chest, squeezing my legs to get more friction between my thighs.

Soren yanked his head back, and my sweater flew behind him with one swift movement. My bra quickly followed, and then his warm, wet mouth enveloped one of my hard buds.

“Soren!” I cried when he bit the tip, then soothed it with his tongue.

“Fuck, it makes me so hot when you make those sexy sounds,” he grunted before lavishing attention on my opposite breast. “These tits…they are fucking magnificent.”

Every tug from his teeth sent a streak of pleasure straight to my clit, and it wasn’t long before I was desperate to feel him moving inside me.

“I want you,” I panted, my hands clawing at the waistband of his pants.

“You want me to fuck you, baby?” he growled.

“Yesss,” I hissed, dipping my hand in and wrapping it as much as I could around his cock.

“Fuck!” he shouted, his hips bucking.

Out of the blue, he dropped me down onto my feet, but before I even realized what was happening, he’d practically torn off my leggings, then picked me up again and shoved me back against the wall.

“Take me out,” he demanded.

Obediently, I pushed down his pants enough to free his dick. I clasped his neck with one hand while the other gripped his hard, silky shaft and teased the tip, rubbing it through my slick folds. I was soaking wet and incredibly sensitive, so when he thrust forward and slid along my clit, I cried out, shuddering and on the brink of climax.

“Can’t fucking wait any longer, baby,” he rasped, his jaw clenched tight, and his hungry, espresso eyes locked on my face. “Need to be inside you.”

“Yes,” I panted, plunging both my hands into his hair and shamelessly rubbing my pussy against his long, thick shaft. “Oh yes!”

Soren curled his arms under my thighs, unlocking them from around his waist so they hung over his forearms. Then he pushed them up so my knees were pressed to my chest, before widening them as far as they would go, giving him an unfettered view of my drenched center.

“Fucking perfect,” he growled. “I’ve been dying to feel your bare little pussy wrapped around my cock.”

That was all the warning I got before he drove his shaft inside me, sheathing himself from root to tip with one swift plunge. “Fuck!” he bellowed at the same time that I cried out his name. Stars burst behind my eyes as intense pleasure rocketed through my body.

“Fuck,” he grunted, resting his forehead against mine. “Better than I imagined.”

He raised his head and locked eyes with me. “I don’t have it in me to go slow, baby. I need to fuck you more than I need to breathe.”

“I don’t want slow,” I whimpered. “Hard. Now.”

He didn’t waste another second. His hips pulled back before he slammed inside again. A deep groan tore from his chest, and then the dam burst. Hot and hard, he filled me over and over, his pace fast, wild, and primal.

“Yes! Oh yes! Yes, Soren! Yes!” I screamed, clenching my inner muscles to create even more friction every time he pounded inside.

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