Page 46 of Back On Ice

A small moan escapes her when my hand cups the back of her neck as I deepen the kiss.

Our lips move sensuously as she fists the front of my shirt, trying to pull me closer. Her teeth nip at my lower lip, turning me borderline feral. I grip the back of her neck tighter, plundering her mouth and earning a soft whimper in response..

Her. All I need is her. Her sounds, and her taste, the feel of her body against me.

Breathing hard, I pull away, keeping my hand on the back of her neck and pressing our foreheads together. “Will you trust me to give you what you need?”

“Yes.” Her voice is low and so fucking sexy.

“Good girl.” I give her a single, slow kiss. “Get on your back.”

She nods, and moves to lay further up the truck bed.

Crawling over, I can’t help but revel in how goddamn gorgeous she looks with the moonlight illuminating her pale skin, her hair spread out underneath her head and her eyes looking at me, full of want.

My lips capture hers again, and I settle against her, kissing her breathless. Trailing down her neck, her dress moves easily when I pull it down, exposing her breasts.

My Angel went braless tonight. I smile against her skin as my lips move down to capture her nipple. She writhes against me as my tongue laves and sucks at the sensitive skin, and I reach one hand up to remove her underwear from beneath her dress.

“Ah, Carter,” she cries out, her hands twinning in my hair to bring me closer to her delicious tits. Her legs move to help me remove her panties, and my hand immediately palms her pussy, causing a shaky moan to leave her at the pressure.

“More, please,” she pants as I grind the heel of my hand against her clit.

“Shhh, Angel,” I murmur, detaching my lips from her nipple. “You’ll get what you need, I promise.”

With one hand, I take both her wrists and move them above her head. “These stay here until you come, okay? You move your hands, I stop.”

When she nods, I remove my hand from her wrists and settle between her legs, pushing her dress up to her waist. My tongue runs through her folds and she shudders, but when I look up, her hands are still in place.

“Good girl,” I say against her pussy lips before devouring her. My tongue wreaks havoc on her clit, tracing circles around it before biting it gently. A sharp cry leaves her as her back arches, and her hands shoot to my hair.

Immediately, I lift my head, raising my brow. “Only good girls get to come, Angel.” I nip at the soft, milky flesh of her inner thigh. “And good girls do what they’re told.”

Pouting, she puts her hands back above her head, wiggling her hips closer to my face. “Don’t be a brat, or I’ll get the handcuffs next time.” I growl, and she shivers at my words before I dive back in.

Fuck. I love how she tastes. Before long, her legs are shaking, she’s panting my name, as she falls over the edge and into bliss. After her release, her arms come down, stroking my neck and hair.

“Fuck, your pussy is heaven. If I could only eat one meal for the rest of my life, my permanent seat would be on the floor with my head between your legs.”

Her eyes blaze at my words, and I sit back on my knees, undoing my belt and shimmying my pants and boxers down so my dick is out.

“Spread your legs wider for me, Angel.” I command, and she complies, allowing me to slide forward until my hard cock pushes against her pussy lips. “Are we still safe?” I ask, glancing down between us. The thought of another man even just touching her makes my blood boil, but I’m not trying to be presumptuous and scare her away by acting like she owes me anything.

“I am, are you?” She props herself up with her elbows and looks at me with enough attitude that I want to spank her until her perfect ass glows pink.

We can do that another time, though.

“There is only you,” I murmur in her ear before sliding my cock all the way inside her in one thrust. She keens, dropping down on her back again, and I pull away, then snap my hips forward again. “Only ever you, Sophie.”

“Yes, yes,” she chants, her hands running over my shoulders and biceps. I angle my thrusts upwards, hitting her g-spot and her panting grows harder.

I’m fucking her so hard into the bed of the truck I’m sure she’ll have bruises.

Without removing myself from her, I flip us over so I’m laying on my back. She sits up to ride me, and I grip her hips firmly, setting the pace as she slides up and down my cock.

Using my heels as leverage, I thrust up from beneath her, and I can feel the way her body shudders against mine. “Touch yourself,” I order her quietly. “Touch yourself while I fuck up into you.”

“I—What?” She blinks at me, her cheeks pink, then shakes her head. “I’ve never done that in front of anyone before…”

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