Break(Through)theIce by Rachell Nichole

Author:Rachell Nichole
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Twenty or Less Press
Published: 2014-01-13T00:00:00+00:00

FIVE

Vince covered her mouth with his hand as quick as he could while Jaz continued to moan, the sound loud even around his makeshift gag. Her body jerked beneath him, her inner walls milking him hard and threatening to send him over the edge. He forced his body to still, listening for sounds of movement in the multi-roomed cabin. When he heard nothing except their harsh breathing, he relaxed his hand then traced Jasmine’s lips.

Her tongue darted out and swirled around the pad of his finger, and he groaned, pushing into her even deeper. She pulled him into her hot mouth and arched her back, then thrust her hips, spearing herself with his length again. He followed her lead as she sucked her way up and down his finger. Using his free hand to tease her nipple, he kept his other on her back, helping piston his body into hers again and again in rapid thrusts until he shot them into oblivion.

His body jerked, tightening, and he spiraled out of control, clamping his mouth shut at the last second to keep his moans contained. He removed his finger from her mouth and replaced it with his tongue, delving deep and keeping them both silent as his body vibrated with the remnants of release. When she relaxed fully beneath him, he collapsed. She cradled his body with hers, wrapping her legs around his waist and holding him close with her arms as well.

Vince slid his fingers into her hair and kissed her deeply. Then he lifted his head and grinned at the sated expression on her face and the sparkle in her eyes. He loved that he’d put that look there.

“You probably think I’m a huge slut now, don’t you?”

He laughed. Every time she opened her mouth, something unexpected came out. Was he surprised that she’d invited him back to her cabin tonight? Delightfully so. But if she believed it made him think less of her, she had this image of him in her head that wasn’t at all like the real him. “Do you?”

“I know I’m not a slut, so that doesn’t really matter.”

“I meant do you think I’m a slut. Or a man-ho, or whatever it’s called these days.” It saddened him that she might have built him up as an untouchable hero, the lady’s man movie star who bedded every woman he encountered.

“Of course not.”

He tried to hide his sigh of relief, but at her smile he knew he’d failed. “Well, okay then. Same answer here.”

She appeared pleased by his response. Worried he might be crushing her, he shifted. But she didn’t unwrap herself to let him slide away.

“I’m not a porcelain doll. You’re fine right where you are.” There was amusement and an edge of something darker in her voice.

“How did you know what I was thinking?”

She shrugged one bare shoulder, and he couldn’t help dipping his head to lick a bead of sweat sliding down her skin. She shivered, and he continued to kiss and lick her shoulder, neck, and collarbone.

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