Page 45 of Fire and Ice
He touched and sucked each of her nipples as she made small cries and whimpers that she couldn’t hold back.
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Grady didn’t know what this woman was doing to him. She had taken control of him from the moment he saw her. Something about her smile, her laugh, her presence, her heart, her soul—he couldn’t get enough of her, and he needed more.
“I need more of you.” She echoed his thoughts as she wriggled out of his hold and slid down his legs until she was on her knees between his thighs.
He hissed in a breath as she wrangled the buckle on his belt and unbuttoned his jeans. She worked it easily and had the belt off and jeans unbuttoned in moments. She pulled down his boxer briefs just enough to free his cock.
Damn.
She slid him inside her mouth and sighed with pleasure.
“Chelsea.” He buried his fingers in her thick hair and groaned as she licked and sucked him.
He grew lightheaded as she teased and tantalized him with her tongue and gentle suction that caused him to groan even more. He moved his hips as he gripped her hair in his fists. Her hot, wet mouth brought him so close to climax that he could barely hold back.
She met his gaze as she sucked and his gut tightened. “You are so fucking hot, Chels. I don’t know if I can handle you much longer.”
She smiled around his cock and sucked long and deep as she held his gaze with her brilliant green eyes.
“Oh, damn.” He gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and saw stars. He shouted as he came hard.
His entire body trembled as she sucked and sucked until he was spent.
She climbed back up his body until she was straddling him again. He had felt completely spent, but as she rocked her heated center against his bare cock, he grew hard almost at once.
A smile of pleasure touched her lips. “I want to be naked with you.” Her voice was husky and low.
Holy shit. He couldn’t wait to get her clothes off.
He managed a nod. His body was coming back online after what felt like a total meltdown.
She slid off him, and he got to his feet and drew her into his arms. He kissed her, unable to get enough of her.
He caught the hem of her blouse, tugged it up and over her breasts that were still jutting out, and tossed the shirt onto a nearby chair. He reached around her, unfastened her pink bra, and let it drop onto her blouse.
“You’re so beautiful.” He cupped and caressed her naked breasts. “Everything about you is amazing.”
“You’re pretty damned amazing yourself.” She wrapped her arms around his neck and brought her mouth to his. Their kiss was long and sensual.
He found the button to her jean skirt and unfastened it before drawing the zipper down and then pushing the skirt over her hips and letting it fall to the floor. It left her in a pair of lacy panties with two pink bows on them. Those little pink panties were the sexiest damned thing he’d ever seen.
As erotic as they were, he still wanted them off, still wanted to see the treasure beneath.
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Chelsea held her breath as Grady pushed her panties over her hips. Her heart pounded as she braced her palms on his shoulders while he slowly moved the silky pink material down her legs as he eased to his knees.
She shivered as his callused palms and fingertips skimmed her soft flesh when he caressed her bare ass and thighs.
“I want your clothes off.” She tried to slow her breathing as she grasped his T-shirt and tugged it up. She watched the play of his chest muscles and biceps as he helped her bring the shirt up and over his head. Pleasure rippled through her at the sight of all those sculpted muscles, and she murmured, “I love your body.”
She trailed her fingers over his chest. She lightly scraped her nails from his pecs to his taut abs, and then to the opening of his jeans. He sucked in his breath as she neared his erection, which had grown to its impressive size once again.
He kicked off his athletic shoes and started to reach for her. She pushed his hands aside as she reached for the waistband of his jeans, then shoved the denim and his boxer briefs down so that they slid to his ankles. He hurried to take off his socks at the same time he stepped out of his jeans.
“Let’s go to your room.” His voice was low and crowded with passion as his gaze locked onto hers.
