Page 132 of Test the Ice
“Goddamn,” he murmurs. “You’re perfect, Dimples. You know that?”
I glance away until his hands grip my hips again. He tugs me in between his legs. “Do we need a mirror again so I can show you all the parts of your body that are perfect? Cause I’ll take you in the bathroom if you need me to.”
Feeling bolder than ever, I shake my head. “I want you to take me right here.”
His pupils dilate. “That’s the hottest thing I’ve ever heard you say.”
Malaki lifts up, pulls his pants down, and sits me on top of his lap within record time.
A rushed gasp floats from my lips when he pulls my panties to the side and angles himself. The tip of his dick nearly slides in on its own, but he stops for a quick second. I stare down at him, ready to sit, but he shakes his head and pulls on my thin cotton panties quickly, tearing them from my body.
My jaw drops, and he grins.
Then he pushes into me at once.
“Spread wide,” he demands. “I’m not even close to being done with you.”
He grunts when he pushes in deeper. A shattered breath escapes my lungs, and Malaki catches it with his mouth. His hand goes around my neck as his tongue flicks against mine. He kisses me until I’m seeing stars, and my skin prickles with heat.
“Fuck, Reese,” he rasps. “This body. It was made for me.”
I think he may be right.
I moan, and the bundle of pleasure starts to untie.
“You like that?” he mutters. “You like knowing you were made for me?”
“Malaki.”
“My name falling from your lips…” he groans. “Say it again.”
“Malaki–” I can’t hold back any longer. An orgasm shatters through me, ripping me apart from the inside out. Malaki’s hand covers my mouth to quiet my moans while pressing up into me with a long pause.
“F-fuck,” he hisses. “Come here.”
Suddenly, Malaki is on his back, and I’m lying on top of him. I tremble, my body still riding the high of what we just did.
“Shh,” he whispers into my ear, rubbing his hand down my spine softly. “Coach Jones.”
My body stills.
Malaki’s mouth hovers over my ear. “Don’t worry, Dimples. I’d rather die than let anyone see that pretty, orgasmic glow on your face. That’s for me and only me.”
My heart moves, like it’s trying to make space for him.
“You’re my fiancée.” He pushes my hair away from my ear, giving him more access to whisper. “That means you’re mine to protect. Always.”
For the first time since we entered this facade, I don’t correct him.
“Zoe!” I shout up the stairs. “Are you ready? I don’t want to miss warm-ups.”
Charleigh wiggles in my arms, her blue bow poking me in the eye. “Ow.” I grab my eye and plop her onto the ground. She quickly crawls for the stairs, as if I’m not going to be right behind to redirect her elsewhere—apparently, with only one eye.
I squint through the burn and swoop Charleigh up to place her farther down the hall. “No way, missy! You’re not old enough for stairs yet.”
“Da!”
I put a hand on my hip. “Malaki isn’t here to save you from mean ol’ Mommy,” I tease.
