Page 51 of Ice Block

“What I should do, is shut that smart mouth of yours up with my cock. However, there’s something else I want to get taken care of first.”

She tilts her head, her eyes narrowing as I reach behind me to grab my soap.

She snorts out a little laugh, mumbling under her breath, “I fucking knew it.”

“Knew what?”

“I knew you were a bar of soap guy.”

“A bar of soap guy?” I look at the white block in my hand. “Is that a bad thing? Do you not use soap?”

“I didn’t say it was bad, just…” she shrugs, “you seemed like shower gel was too much of a luxury for you.”

I can’t help but roll my eyes as I let out a soft laugh. “Perhaps. Or maybe I just prefer to be a ‘bar of soap’ guy.”

She smirks as I take a step toward her. “You gonna wash me with that, Wolfie? If so, I’m gonna have dry-ass skin for a week.”

I lean down over her, whispering into her ear, “I’m happy to rub you down with something that will make your skin much softer later, but not until I’m done with what I’ve been waiting on, with what I’ve beendreamingof, for months.” I pull back to see her wide gaze staring up at me, heat flushing in her cheeks once more. I take the bar of soap, lathering it up in the water with my hands, then moving it over her chest, rubbing it between the most luscious breasts I’ve ever seen or touched in my life. “I’m going to fuck your tits, Magdalina. And I’m going to come all over them. I’m not risking taking you to the bed for this. I fucked this up once—never again. These tits are mine. Tonight,youare mine.”

I hesitate, a lump forming in my throat at the thoughts havingcarelessly spilled from my mind, not meaning to have said them out loud. She is mine tonight.Is that enough?I’m not sure, but it’ll do for right now.

“It’s about damn time,” she says as she lifts her hands, squeezing her tits together for me.

“Fuck,lischka. You are perfect—you know that?”

One side of her lip lifts. “I may have been told that a time or two.”

I wrap my hand around my cock, stroking it as I lean toward her. I rub the tip of my length over each of her peaked nipples, relishing each time she moans and arches her back at my touch. God, this woman and these breasts have me ready to explode already.Patience, Vladi.

One benefit of being a goalie is being able to get into a multitude of flexible positions. She leans back slightly, and I place the tip of my cock on her stomach, slowly sliding it up between the gorgeous breasts before me. The slickness of the soap allows me to glide between them like a bobsled flying down the track as it races toward the finish line. Seeing myself between her cleavage like this has me fighting to maintain control. Not because I don’t want to come again, but because this feels too damn good to let it be over this fast. This woman, radiating her irresistible sexual confidence in front of me, suddenly leans her head down, sticking out her tongue, letting my dick touch it with every pump between the walls of her tits.

“Mne knets,” I growl between breaths. “Magdalina, I’m-“

“Come for me, Wolfie. Blow that big load of yours all over me. You already had it inside me, now let’s see what it looks like on the outside. Do it.”

Fucking hell, now I really am done. Lightning explodes low in my groin, my release bolting out of me and covering her chin,dripping down onto her glorious chest. Claiming her in yet another way. My heart races, my skin burns with the urge for her to be mine. I shake the cobwebs, trying to push back thoughts of wanting to stay with her forever.Stay focused. Just like in the net…always ready to defend.

“That was hot as shit,” she purrs, shivering as she stands to wrap her arms around my neck. My release still clings to her face as I wrap her in my arms, pressing her against the heat of my body and the warmth of the water raining down on us.

“I’m glad you enjoyed it. I’ve wanted to do that since the moment you walked into that gala in that fucking red dress.”

“Oh, you mean the one you destroyed and never paid me for? I should have known you would have dined and dashed on me. You seemed like you were ready to rip up the one I was wearing tonight too. What do you have against my dresses, Wolfie?” she barks with a snarky grin.

I feel a matching one lift my cheeks.Why does this woman make me smile?No one makes me smile. Minus when I play a good prank on one of my teammates. But she makes me laugh in a way that’s different. It’s almost…soothing. I pull her farther under the water with me, letting it run down both of our bodies as I quickly kiss her again.

“I have nothing against your dresses. What I have a problem with is the way those fabrics cling to your body. I’m jealous they get to be that close to you. The way that dress was so tight across your chest?” I don’t bother suppressing my groan. “That’s what I had an issue with.”

“I always say my tits are my biggest weapon. Seems like they destroyedyoupretty fast.”

“You have no idea,” I whisper against her lips, kissing her once more. Leaning my head back into the water, I look over her exquisite body.Every inch of her is perfect.The curve of her hips, herass filling my palms completely, everything about this woman is my dream. I can’t help the smile tugging at my lips as I take in the sight before me, still covered in the remnants of my release. “Looks like I made quite a mess here, didn’t I?”

“In case you haven’t noticed, I don’t mind getting a little messy with you.”

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maggie

Irun my fingers along the dark edges of the tattoos across his chest, pausing on the cool metal of his piercing as we lie in bed. This is a much better feeling than the last time I laid next to him in this room – curled up and miserable after losing my dinner. We’ve had some of the hottest sex I’ve ever had in my life. Here and back in Milwaukee.This man and the things he does to me.My skin is still prickling from the way he thrusted his dick between my tits. Maybe I was hearing things, but IswearI heard him mutter the word bobsled at one point like he was push-starting one down a track.Andoh,did I feel the rhythm and the rhyme of his bobsled time.

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