Page 19 of Trapped with the Ice Queen

The sharp intake of Vivienne’s breath hit Alex like a jolt of electricity, and she pulled the woman closer, her grip firm and unrelenting. Vivienne didn’t resist; if anything, she met Alex’s intensity with equal fervor, her nails grazing along Alex’s arms as their bodies pressed together.

The world beyond the cabin faded. The storm, the cold, the darkness—it all dissolved under the weight of their connection, as volatile and undeniable as the storm that had brought them together.

Alex pushed Vivienne backward, her movements urgent, until Vivienne’s back hit the edge of the couch. She hesitated, just for a moment, her gaze locking onto Vivienne’s.

Vivienne’s eyes softened, her lips parted as if she might speak, but no words came. Instead, her hands pulled Alex down, the fightin her giving way to something raw and unguarded.

Their breaths mingled, ragged and uneven, as Alex guided Vivienne down onto the couch. The firelight danced over their entwined forms, casting shifting shadows on the walls that seemed to move with them.

Every touch, every kiss, was charged with an intensity that Alex hadn’t allowed herself to feel in years. The anger and frustration that had built between them found an outlet here, transforming into something she couldn’t deny.

The firelight cast dancing shadows across Vivienne's face as Alex pressed her into the couch, one hand braced beside her head, the other gripping her hip with barely contained urgency. The anger that had fueled their argument still simmered beneath the surface, transforming into something darker, more primal.

"Is this what you wanted?" Alex's voice was rough, her breath hot against Vivienne's neck. "To push me until I snapped?"

Vivienne's response was a sharp inhale, her body arching up into Alex's touch. The movement sent a jolt of satisfactionthrough Alex's chest. Even now, Vivienne couldn't admit it, couldn't voice her surrender. But her body betrayed her, every tremor and gasp telling Alex exactly what she needed to know.

Alex's grip tightened, asserting control as she pulled back just enough to meet Vivienne's gaze. In the flickering light, Vivienne's eyes were dark with desire, her usual sharp edges softened by want. The sight sent a surge of possessive heat through Alex's veins.

"You've been trying to get under my skin since you got here," Alex murmured, her free hand sliding up to grasp Vivienne's jaw, holding her still. "Congratulations. You succeeded."

A small sound escaped Vivienne's throat—not quite a whimper, but close enough to make Alex's pulse quicken. The woman beneath her was a far cry from the uptight CEO who'd arrived at her door. This Vivienne was undone, her carefully maintained control fracturing under Alex's touch.

Alex leaned down, her lips brushing against Vivienne's ear. "But sexually,” she whispered, feeling Vivienne shiver beneath her, "I'm the one in control."

The declaration hung in the air between them, heavy with promise. Outside, the storm raged on, but inside the cabin, a different kind of tempest was brewing—one that threatened to consume them both.

Alex's hand slid lower, savoring the way Vivienne's breath hitched at her touch. She kept her movements deliberate, measured, even as her own desire threatened to overwhelm her. This wasn't just about physical release anymore; it was about power, about dominance, about finally silencing the storm that had been building between them since the moment they met.

"Tell me to stop," Alex challenged, her voice dark with intent. But they both knew Vivienne wouldn't—couldn't—say those words. Not now, when every fiber of her being was crying out for more.

The fire crackled in the background, its warmth nothing compared to the heat building between them. In this moment, with Vivienne trembling beneath her touch, Alex felt a fierce sort of triumph. She'd finally found a way to render that sharp tongue speechless, to turn those biting remarks intodesperate gasps.

And she intended to savor every second of it.

Alex pulled down Vivienne’s wool-lined leggings, the fabric peeling away to reveal Vivienne’s buttery smooth skin underneath. Alex repositioned Vivienne so she could fit between her legs, and she could feel the heat radiating off the woman. She looked up to look at Vivienne and saw her unravel before Alex had even started.

Alex didn’t bother with any slow build-up. She was too frustrated, too heated, and she needed her now. She put her face in between Vivienne’s legs and nipped at the soft skin of her inner thighs, replacing them quickly with kisses as she made her way upward.

When she got to the top of her thighs, she deeply inhaled Vivienne’s musky scent, letting it cloud her practical sensibilities, and she pressed her face against her silk panties, already damp from excitement. Alex smiled against Vivienne’s heat and, keeping her panties on, slipped a finger in between the sides, eliciting a soft moan.

That was all Alex needed, and she tore away the delicate panties and tossed them onthe floor. Without missing a beat, Alex licked her folds from the bottom to the top, taking care to press a little harder at her clit before sucking on it.

She was delighted to find Vivienne was already wet, as if she, too, got riled up with their arguments and bickering. Alex didn’t spend any time thinking about what that meant for them or their dynamics and instead savored Vivienne’s taste. She ran the flat part of her tongue up and down, letting it slip through her folds. She increased the pressure as she continued and reached up under Vivienne’s shirt to squeeze her breast, knowing it would undo the woman who got under her skin and frustrated her like nobody else could.

Alex continued, licking around Vivienne’s sensitive clit, making Vivienne beg for release, before running her tongue lightly, so very lightly, over the swell of it, spurred on by Vivienne’s sharp gasps. Alex roughly grabbed Vivienne’s breast in a show of ownership and slowly ran her thumb over her hardened nipple, knowing it was less from the cold than from their shared passion.

Vivienne lay on the couch, pushingagainst the back of the fabric, and Alex could feel her body tense as waves of pleasure rocked her body. Alex put her other hand on Vivienne’s spread leg, pressing down on it hard to make sure she didn’t move or squirm. Every time Vivienne made a move to paw at her, Alex pushed down harder, a clear signal that she was in charge and she called the shots.

Alex moved her hand from Vivienne’s breast to push two fingers between her folds, angling her fingers upward, never letting up on sucking on her clit. At this, Vivienne moaned loudly and twisted her body on the cushion. Alex, once more, pushed down hard on Vivienne’s leg so it was flush against the cushion again.

She spoke against Vivienne’s heated skin, her voice coming out in muffles. “I said, don’t move.”

Vivienne stilled, though Alex could feel her legs shaking with pleasure; Alex allowed it, reveling in the woman’s undoing. She slipped in another finger as she picked up the pace, swirling her tongue in large circles against Vivienne.

Alex hooked Vivienne’s legs over herbroad shoulders, giving her more access to the woman’s enchanting pussy. She plunged her tongue deeper, picking up the pace with both her tongue and fingers. She felt Vivienne’s thighs clench slightly around her face, and Alex eased the pressure as the wave subsided, only to increase again, bringing Vivienne to the edge once more.

Alex snaked her free arm up Vivienne’s side, squeezing her waist, and gripping the side of her ribs, pulling Vivienne’s body closer to her mouth. She exhaled hot breaths against Vivienne’s pussy as she stilled her tongue but increased the pace of her fingers, plunging them deeper til she found the soft area that made Vivienne lose control.

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