Page 26 of Frosted Hearts

I didn't think that Steel would ever get the cocoa made the correct way, but he did eventually. It was entertaining to watch him fail over and over again. Plus, seeing how excited hegot when he got it right eventually was entertaining. The man literally began dancing in the kitchen. It was definitely a sight to see, and I wish I had gotten it recorded. Once he finally got the cocoa right, it didn't take him long to get started on dinner. We agreed to do something easy and warm, which meant we made chili and called it a night. Grace was exhausted and almost falling asleep at the table, so I sent her to shower and bed early with the intention of cleaning up the dishes, but Steel told me to go shower myself, and he would take care of all of it. I slightly felt bad because I'm sure he had better things to do than to be taking care of us all afternoon, but I also wasn't going to say no. I really didn't feel like doing dishes, and a hot shower sounded amazing. This is how I found myself standing under the hot water and hoping I would find the answers my mind was seeking about how weird Steel had been behaving, but of course, that wasn't working. I was already starting to soften my feelings toward him and I really wasn't sure what to do about it. The way he treated Grace today and the patience that he had to continue to remake her hot chocolate until it was perfect just the way she wanted showed another side to him that I honestly have been trying to ignore.

Damn it.

Turning off the water, I step out of the shower and wrap myself up in a towel. I'm not going to find any answers in the shower. The second I'm out, I can feel the chill in the air despite the fact the bathroom is still full of steam from my shower. It must be freezing outside if I can feel it in here. I towel myself off quickly, drying my skin as fast as I can so I'm not standing here getting cold too much longer. Finally, I wrap myself up in a dry towel once more, wrapping my wet hair with the already damp one, so it stops dripping down my back. Before I can get any further into my nightly routine, the bathroom door is pushed open, making me spin around quickly. In the doorway standsSteel, his eyes heated as he looks me over, his eyes stopping on mine as he hesitates in the doorway.

"Steel," I squeak, surprised and not entirely sure what to do now.

Since the moment I saw Illeana's picture in the file, I knew she was trouble. Being in this cabin with her for the past four days has tested every single bit of patience I have. The fact that she left the bathroom door cracked open was the last straw. When I walked past and saw her standing there in just a towel, it was like she was begging me to walk in. Begging me to make the first move. Standing before her now, I know I made my choice.

Illeana is mine.

Unless she tells me to walk away, I'm staying. I'm claiming her. I'm going to make her mine for as long as she will have me.

"Stt... Steel," she mumbles, her green eyes widen as she looks at me. Her hand tightens around the edge of her towel where she holds it to her body.

"Princess," I grunt, staring at her.

"What... What are you doing here?" she asks, finally finding her voice, slightly.

"You left the door open," I answer, taking a step inside the room. Two more steps, and I'll be directly in front of her.

"I didn't mean to," llleana answers, clutching her towel tighter to her.

"Maybe not intentionally," I answer, taking another step forward. "But you still did it. Just like you wore that strappy tank top when we watched a movie. And just like you held on just a little longer when I caught you today. You may say we've been at odds since the day we met, but it's a lie." When I pause, I'm directly in front of her towel-covered body; mere inches are separating us. I can feel the heat of her body rolling off her. "Tell me you don't want to know what this is. Tell me I made it all up, and I'll walk away." Reaching up, I lightly wrap my hand around her neck, gently brushing my thumb on her cheek. Her lips part with a soft gasp, telling me she feels this madness, too. I give her one more second to speak up before leaning in closer. I need to know how soft her lips are against mine.

"I'm taking your silence as a yes," I murmur right before brushing my lips softly against hers. When she doesn't pull away, I deepen the kiss, locking her in my hold as I push my tongue between her lips, forcing her to give me entrance. The longer our kiss goes on, the more her body begins to relax in my hold. Knowing I need to get her out of this bathroom before we go any further, I break the kiss, pulling back only slightly, enough that I can look her in the eyes. "Good girl."

I swear she shivers at my praise. Her body completely under my command. Testing that theory, I keep one hand on her neck while I move to nibble on her ear lobe and kiss my way down, giving her soft bites here and there. My other hand moves to the edge of her towel, tugging it slowly, giving her a chance to stop me if she wants. She moans when my kisses reach her collarbone. The sound makes my dick grow harder behind the zipper of my jeans. Her hands let go of the edge of the towel and let me pull it away completely as one of her hands settles on my hip, the other wrapping around my neck to hold me against her. It seems the Princess likes her neck being nipped; I'll have to keep that in mind. Too bad I can't leave any marks to leteveryone know she belongs to me. Now that would be hot if I could. Maybe one day.

"Steel, please," she begs, her hand pulling my head up as she leans in to kiss me.

I keep myself pulled back just enough to stop her, causing her to groan. "Please what, Princess? I need you to use your words. Please kiss you, touch you, fuck you, what?"

"Touch me, please touch me," she begs, giving me exactly what I asked for.

"Good girl," I kiss her as I move my hand from her hip, gliding it down her body until I reach the apex of her legs. Nudging them apart, I slip my hand between her legs and begin to play with her clit. At first, her body freezes up at my touch, but after a few seconds, she begins to relax and grind down on my hand every time my index finger brushes her clit. When I know she's ready for more, I slide my hand down just a little further, feeling her slick heat as one finger slides easily between her pussy lips. After a few strokes, I insert two fingers, then three, stretching her and getting her ready. She's tight and I know it's going to hurt the first time I get inside her, so I want to make sure she's as ready as possible for me.

Her walls squeeze my fingers with every stroke as I feel her getting closer to her end. Every thrust of my fingers, I make sure to rub my thumb against her clit at the same time. Her moans fill the bathroom as she continues to get louder, her breaths becoming shallower as her body begins to quake under my touch. "Look at you falling apart at my touch. It's like your body knows just what to do with me commanding it. Are you ready to come yet, Princess?" I growl in her ear right as I thrust my fingers into her hard. She doesn't get a chance to answer me before she's moaning with her release, her body shaking, as her legs begin to give out on her.

"Steel!" she moans, using me to hold her up.

I can't help but watch her as she falls apart in my arms, knowing I'm the one who got to break her. I'm the one who made her come, her body beautiful under my touch and my touch alone. "I'm not finished with you yet, Princess. Lean against the sink and hold on," I instruct her as I help her to get into position. When I see her grasp the edge of the counter, I drop down to my knees, kissing my way down her stomach. "Now, I need to taste you."

Wasting no time, I shove her legs apart to reach her cunt. "God, you smell delicious," I groan against her skin right before I lick her cunt. She jumps at the move with a small squeak as she tries to pull away from me. The move makes me pause as I look up at her to make sure she's okay, and that's when it clicks. I don't think anyone has ever eaten her out. Shit!

"Has anyone ever tasted you?" I inquire, pushing my fingers into her soaked pussy again as I wait for her answer.

"No," she moans, reaching down to grasp the back of my head and pulling me forward once more. That's my good girl, knowing what she wants and taking it. Following her lead, I move between her legs once again, licking and sucking at her clit and pussy, she tastes divine, like I could never get enough of her.

With one hand wrapped around her right thigh, I help hold her in place while I use my other hand to play with her clit, rubbing in circles with just enough pressure. I don't want her to come too quickly. I want to draw it out, savor it, savor her.

Her body quakes in my hold, her back arching over the counter, her head hitting the mirror behind her as she grinds down on my face, looking for the friction she desperately wants. I won't let her have it. She's not in control. With my hand on her thigh, I squeeze tightly, telling her silently to hold still. For the most part, she listens, her hold on the back of my head loosening just a little, but her fingers are still weaved into my hair. I like thefeel of them there, her veiled attempt at having some semblance of control as I use her body, control her body.

"Steel, please," she gasps, begging me to let her come. "I need to come, please."

Looking up at her from down on my knees, pleasure etched across her face, is all I need to see. Picking up my pace, I thrust my tongue inside her, sucking and nibbling as I pick up my pace, rubbing her clit, and playing her body in just the right way for maximum pleasure. Just when I think she can't handle it anymore, I release her thigh and snake my hand around her ass, pulling apart her ass cheeks to gain access to her hole, the very one I know no one has ever gone near. With a smirk, I begin to circle it. One day I'll take her ass, but she's not ready for that just yet, my only plan is to tease her and heighten her pleasure just a tad bit more.

"Steel," she moans, falling apart in my arms as her cum gushes out of her. I lick her up just as quickly as she comes, sucking down every last drop of her that I can.

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