Page 31 of Stuck With Mr. Frosty

She straightens up and leans back into me. I kiss down the side of her neck, tracing her pulse with my tongue. Her breath comes out in a little burst as I nip her shoulder. As I soothe away the sting with my tongue, my hands slip beneath her shirt.

My hands climb higher, fingers tracing along her ribs and the lacy material of her bra. “What do you want?”

“Are we really going to play that game right now?” she asks, her voice breathy as she tilts her head to the side to look at me. “You could have me any way you want me, and you’re really going to stand there and play games?”

“We’re going to have to be fast, and you’re going to need to be quiet. Otherwise, Rosie is going to come knocking on the door. Think you can do that?”

Mia grinds back into me, the curve of her ass pressing hard against my jeans. “I don’t know. Think you can manage?”

I pull her nipples between my fingers through the thin material of her bra, pinching them tight. “Maybe.”

She leans back into me, her nails raking along my arms before I let go of her nipples. Mia turns, and then her mouth is againstmine, eager. Her tongue prods at my bottom lip before slipping past it.

I groan low and reach for her leggings, sliding them down her body. She rips her shirt over her head, tossing it to the side.

After reaching behind her back for the clasp on her bra, Mia stands in front of me, completely naked.

She pulls my shirt over my head, her fingers tracing down my chest. She follows the path of her fingers with her tongue, making my entire body tense. My hands sink into her hair, pulling her head back as she sinks down to her knees in front of me, reaching for the button on my jeans.

Mia’s tongue darts out to wet her bottom lip. The rest of my clothing hits the floor, my cock springing free. She grips the base, sliding her hand up and down, her thumb brushing over the head.

And then her tongue is tracing the underside, flicking over the tip before she takes me into her mouth.

“You look so good on your knees for me.”

Mia moans around me. The vibrations have tingles shooting through my body. I thrust deeper into her mouth. She hollows her cheeks and takes more of me.

I rock my hips, pumping harder. Mia grips my thighs, her fingers sinking into my skin.

When it feels like I can’t hold on any longer, I pull her to her feet and kiss her hard. One hand stays in her hair, the other slipping down between her legs. My fingers circle her clit and slide through the slick folds of her pussy, her arousal addictive.

Her moans get louder as I push two fingers into her. I grin and lean in, kissing her until we’re both out of breath and she’s squeezing down hard around my pumping fingers.

“I want you to come all over my cock,” I say, voice husky as I spin her around and give her a gentle nudge forward.

She gets on all fours on the bed, her round butt in the air, her dripping core on display. I stroke my length before pushing into her, moaning as she wraps tight around me.

Mia gasps as I wrap her hair around my fist, arching her back while I thrust deeper into her. I throb as I keep thrusting. She rocks with me, her hips driving backward as her inner walls start to pulse.

My fingers sink into her hip, and I pull her back against me harder and faster. She grips the sheets, pressing her face into the bed to keep quiet.

When she comes, it sends me over the edge. The feeling of her clamping down around me is too much. I give her a couple more slow strokes, drawing out both of our orgasms.

We fall to the bed together, and she curls into my side, her head on my shoulder. Her breathing comes in short little bursts, and she says nothing for a long moment.

Mia props herself up on her elbow after a few minutes, looking down at me with a smile. “What do you think about going to a party tonight?”

I sigh and stare up at the ceiling. “Do we have to go? We could stay here. Maybe spend the rest of the night naked and breaking in the new mattress.”

“Come on.” She pats my shoulder and pushes herself off the bed. “I think it would be fun to go dancing and spend some time drinking and relaxing with the other staff. It’s been a long week. With all the demanding guests that have been here this week, I could use a little time to relax.”

“I don’t know. Bed is pretty relaxing.”

She keeps the smile in place as she grabs a silky black robe and pulls it on. “Okay, well, I hope you have a good night. I still think I’m going to go to the party and unwind, but I don’t think I’ll be out too late. We could go hiking tomorrow?”

Guilt gnaws at me as I nod. She’s willing to go out and do things, but the thought of going to a party is too much for me. I don’t want to spend a night drinking with people I don’t talk to much, pretending to care about the hardships of their day when the truth is that I don’t.

But going with Mia would mean something to her.

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