Page 78 of When Love Takes The Ice

There is no sweeter thing that I’ve ever seen.

He squeezes his eyes closed as he moves in and out of me. Our pace quickens to something more rhythmic, but it doesn’t get into a mad rush like when I sucked him off. He wants to take his time for the first time. I love that. I hope to God this is going to repeat all night long.

I wrap my legs around him as we move to our own beat, and our breathing matches each other, ragged and breathy. I love the way he moves and how his body ripples above me. His tatts even sexier when he’s thrusting back and forth.

Clearly, he’s good at sex. And clearly, he’s enjoying this.

Maybe the last guy was wrong after all.

“Yes! Ash,” I call out as I move below him. He stays slightly lifted off me with one hand, his knees pushing into the mattress, driving me home.

“Yeah.” He breathes, grabbing hold of my wrists suddenly and hoisting them above my head, securing them with one of his large hands. I’m completely at his mercy and loving it. Then he really goes to town. “I’d love to tie your hands up,” he murmurs.

Something about that piques my interest. He squeezes my other breast and quickens the pace, but he’s still not going crazy fast. His thrusts are even paced, in and out, as he watches my body moving, really taking me in. I love him watching us.

I love the way his skin glistens in the moonlight. The sweat beading on his chest.

“I’d like that,” I whisper. I’ve never had anyone restrain me before, but it sounds hot with him.

“We can work up to that,” he assures me.

Work up to it! My insides reel at the mere thought of it.

He grins, moving his mouth down to my breast that he’s holding, and starts suckling on my nipple. There I go again. As soon as his mouth is on me, I feel the rush. I move my hips a little faster, and my breathing becomes more ragged. Glancingdown, with my hands still restrained, I want nothing more than to touch him, but I get a thrill when I can’t.

He tries to take in as much of my breast as he can and sucks as his tongue works over me. His pubic bone rubs against me as I tilt my hips, and I call out incoherently as my body takes over my mind and swings me over the edge. The waves of pleasure tearing their way through me, rippling through every cell in my body.

I feel more alive than I’ve ever felt in my life. I shudder against him, calling out into the night. He grins, releasing my breast and placing both palms down on the mattress, releasing my hands as he drives it home, his hips moving in and out, in and out.

“Oh God, babe,” he moans, dipping his head down to my neck and kissing me, all tongue and soft lips. “Gonna come.”

“You’re so sexy,” I breathe, watching him. Realizing seeing him come undone from what we’re doing is my new favorite pastime. I’m not sure if I’ve ever seen anything better or sexier at this point.

“Yeah,” he groans, thrusting deeper and deeper.

“I think I hear someone,” I whisper, reaching up to wrap my arms around him as we rock together, and upon hearing that, he loses it. I feel him pulse deep inside me as his hips slow, and he holds me tight against him while he empties.

“Fuck, Mads,” he moans breathlessly close to my ear, sending another shiver through my body. It’s like a ripple effect with him. One thrill just rolls on, one after the other, and I know he feels it too as his body rocks and shudders against mine until he stills completely.

“Holy shit,” he says into my chest as he flops down on top of me.

I giggle. “Hey! You’re heavy.”

“Sorry.” He laughs, rolling his weight slightly off me but staying connected.

He brings his hands to my face as we kiss, long and slow. "You're hot as fuck, and your fuck-wit ex is seriously deluded for not telling you that," he says.

“You sure about that?” I pant, though I know it’s true.

Ashton Rivers is the hottest man I’ve ever laid eyes on, so I am going to take his word for it.

“Oh, I’m more than sure,” he says, slowly sliding out and flopping down beside me. He wraps an arm around his head and sighs up towards the ceiling. “You’re beautiful, Maddison. Everything about you is.”

I roll onto my side and snuggle into him. “I could say the same about you.”

“Do you think anyone heard us?” he muses.

“I think the whole town.”

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