Super Trouble (a Superlovin' novella) by Andrews Vivi

Author:Andrews, Vivi [Andrews, Vivi]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Vivi Andrews
Published: 2014-02-01T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine: The Ice Man Cometh

Frost watched her, taking every shouted word without flinching, his expression as frigidly controlled as ever, muscular arms folded beneath the soft grey hoodie. “You finished?” he asked, his voice a rocky growl, when she ran out of steam.

Shit. She hadn’t meant to say that. Hadn’t meant to say half of it. But damn, it had felt good. All those things she’d wanted to scream at him for years and she’d finally done it. Take that, Iceman. It was amazing how much anger you could build up over five years of might-have-beens. She hadn’t been aware of it burning a hole inside her until she let it out. She felt cleaner, clearer, as if a two ton weight had been lifted off her sternum and she could breathe again.

Was she finished?

“Yes. I think I am.”

“Good.”

He crossed the room in two long strides, wrapped one hand around her nape, hauled her forward and kissed her.

Oh mercy.

The contact exploded through her, melting her on a wave of lust from the lips down. He hadn’t admitted he was wrong to leave her. He hadn’t sworn never to do it again. Hell, he hadn’t even apologized for hurting her all those years ago, but right now she didn’t care. All that mattered in this moment was his mouth moving expertly over hers, his hand a brand of ownership at the back of her neck, and the electric shock of achy rightness that streaked through her blood.

God, I missed this.

He waited only long enough to make sure she was with him, kissing him back just as hungrily, then he released her neck, gripping her jacket by both lapels and peeling it back over her shoulders. It tangled around her arms, effectively handcuffing her as the kiss stretched on, deepening and dragging her farther and farther from rational thought. She struggled to free herself from the jacket, wanting to be closer to him, to touch all that delicious muscle, but it seemed to have twisted even more securely around her wrists. Frost cursed against her lips and yanked at the knotted fabric as well—not helping.

How many supers does it take to remove a jacket? Kim barely stopped herself from laughing, not wanting to shatter the gorgeous, searing intensity of the moment. But then she realized Frost was shaking, his entire body trembling—Frost, who never showed emotion, finally broke the kiss to drop his forehead onto her shoulder and let loose a guffaw. Her own giggles escaped.

“I’ve been defeated by a coat,” he grumbled adorably.

Crap. She was a goner if even his grumbles were adorable. “It’s a pretty fierce coat.”

He snorted and lifted his head. He brushed her hair away from her face, something strangely tender in his eyes. She didn’t want tender. She wasn’t ready for tender. Not from him. Luckily, at that moment he was distracted by the way her pinned arms thrust her breasts forward, arching her back. His gaze veered south, those glacier blue eyes lighting lustfully. “This position does have potential,” he murmured approvingly.

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