Forbidden on Ice (Boys of Winter Book 8) by S.R. Grey

Author:S.R. Grey [Grey, S.R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-03-02T16:00:00+00:00

Shit, I Even Have Her Brother’s Blessing

Shit, I just received Noelle’s brother’s blessing to “hang” with her.

I know what that means.

Or, rather, I know what it means to me. I am getting this beautiful woman out of here and back to my house, where we can continue what we started in the damn bushes.

I’m going to have to do something really fucking nice for Landen for offering to drive Noel home. He saved us big-time. Not only did he alert us that Noel was looking for us at the barbeque, but if Noelle had had to take her brother back to his house, our fun times would’ve ended for the night.

Now we have a second chance.

And I’m not blowing it.

“So,” I begin, raising a brow as I turn to Noelle, “what do you want to do now?”

She steps toward me, smiling coyly. “I don’t know, Blake. Do you have any ideas?”

Ah, I like this game.

We play it so well.

“Do I ever,” I murmur.

Snaking her arms up around my neck, she presses her lips to my skin and whispers, “How about if you share a few of those ideas with me?”

“I think I have a better plan.”

“Yeah, what’s that?”

“How about I show you a few of my great ideas?”

Leaning back, her gorgeous blues meeting my hungry gaze, she says, “Sounds good to me. But where should we go? My place or yours?”

I raise a brow. “Mine is closer.”

“Ooh, I think it’s decided, then.”

“Yep, my place it is.”

Jerking my chin to the low murmuring from the not-too-faraway crowd, I ask, “Should we go say goodbye to everyone?”

“Nah.” Noelle shakes her head. “We’ll get tied up if we do that. And, Blake, the only person I care to be tied up with, or by, is you.”

Shit, this woman.

With the thought of her bound and at my mercy, I rasp, “We can totally make that happen, you know?”

“Fuck, Blake.”

“Shit, Noelle.”

So quickly it’s not even funny, we make our escape.

The only thing that sucks is we have to drive to my house in separate cars since we couldn’t come to the barbeque in just one. Maybe in some ways it’s better. My anticipation is heightened, my want for Noelle stronger than ever as I make my way home.

This is a good slow burn.

And I can’t fucking wait to explode.

“Damn,” I mutter to myself.

By the time we reach the house, I want Noelle so badly that after I park in the driveway, I jump out and race over to her car before she’s even fully stopped.

She’s as needy as I am, though, swinging open the driver’s door and practically tumbling from her seat as she falls into my waiting arms.

I grind out, “I want you.”

And she tells me, “I need you.”

We barely make it into the house.

Once we do, it’s wild and crazy.

My lips are on hers and hers on me.

Clothes are flying in every direction as we make our way up to my bedroom.

I don’t know who’s removing what, as our hands are everywhere. But

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