Page 47 of A Touch of Frost

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“Jesse.”

“I’m right here.” I replied softly. “Whatever you need.”

She buried her face into my throat, her heated breath bathing my skin as she tightened around my finger and sank her nails into my arms.

Abigail “Frost” Ryder came for me—hard and loud—just the way I liked it.

We kissed while I pulled my hand back to grip her hips.

“Jesse.”

“Mhmm?”

“We’re going to have to talk about your ability to distract me.” She panted. “I have to be careful around you.”

I chuckled. “But do you feel better?”’

“Much…”

I wanted to kiss her again—hell, I wanted to take her into the bedroom and see just how strong the bed was. But as I opened my mouth to make the suggestion, there was a sound at the front door.

I groaned as she straightened her clothes and poked her head out.

“Widow.” She called. “Did you find food?”

“Oh yeah.” She giggled.

“Cool. Um—I need to use the bathroom first.”

“Where’s Jesse?” Black Widow asked around the crinkle for plastic bags.

“He’s lying down.” She lied.

I smirked while gently swatting her ass.

Frost smacked at my hand, but I merely laughed softly and leaned in to ease her hair away from her neck to kiss the spot at the base of her neck.

“Wake him up,” Black Widow said. “I’m sure he’s hungry.”

Frost eased me further into the room with her butt, turned and arched a brow at me in warning.

I winked at her.

“I’ll kick your ass later.” She told me but I caught her smirk before she looked away.

“You promise?” I asked.

Frost turned to chastised me but clamped her mouth closed when I winked at her again. Instead of speaking, she disappeared into the bathroom and after fixing my clothes, I exited the room area and greeted Black Widow.

The moment I began looking to see what she’d gotten for us to eat, I could feel her eyes on me. I pretended I didn’t know she’d been staring.

Black Widow smacked my shoulder.

“What the hell!” I asked.

“Don’t act like you don’t see or feel me giving you the side-eye.” She whispered fiercely. “What the hell?”

“What are you talking about?” I leaned in to level my stare on her.

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