I gave him a few tugs before I slid off the bed, lowering to my knees. His chin dipped as he watched me lick my way over his erection. I relished in the masculine, musky scent wafting through my nostrils as well as the taste of him on my tongue.

Using my mouth, I set to give Kipp the pleasure I’d longed to provide and explored every single hard inch of him. Soon, his head was thrown back and he was moaning along with my movements. Moans that were more than a man lost in pleasure, but more so, denied pleasure—wanted for so long but never fulfilled…until now.

After a swirl of my tongue that had his hips shifting forward, Kipp grunted, a low sound making me shiver. He placed both hands on my cheeks, pulling me away from him, and leaned down to press his mouth against mine.

Our tongues tangled as everything heated up a notch, far from exploring and playful. Urgent and greedy need fueled every kiss, touch, and desperate sound. He lifted me in his arms, placed me on the bed and onto my side, facing him.

As he settled in beside me on the mattress while I placed my head on the soft pillow, he flicked my hair off my shoulder. Then, with gentle fingers, he lifted my leg, totally exposing me.

Odd position, to be on my side and not on my back, I thought.

Not as if I’d deny him the right to put me wherever he wanted.

He traced a finger over my shoulder, and then trailed his touch all the way down to my thigh. Perhaps my curiosity about the position showed on my face, since he murmured, “You’re very sexy like this. I have access and can see everything, hmm?”

As if to prove his point, he slid his fingers over the side of my heated flesh, then squeezed my butt cheek and finished up with a tweak on my nipple, making me squirm under his touch.

His gaze finally rose to mine, and Lord, did it simmer. “Stay right where you are. No moving, Tess.” He pushed on my thigh, widening the space between my legs, his eyes doing a very slow glance over my lower half. “I like you just like this.”

I stayed quiet as he kissed my shoulder and travelled that delicious mouth down my back and over my bottom, where he took a nibble of my cheek, causing me to wiggle. He gave my ass a slight slap and I moaned against the sting, loving the feel of Kipp’s hand causing such a sharp sensation.

He lowered further down on my body and I sensed his breath before I felt his tongue. Then he swiped up the length of my lower lips and my eyes fluttered closed. Using slow flicks of his tongue, he explored my flesh and would pause every so often, savoring me before his tongue returned.

After a long slow lick that had me shivering and gasping, he kissed his way back up my body. “This is where you belong.” He pressed my thigh back down to the mattress, bringing my knee up toward my chest.

Wrapping one arm around my torso, he entirely blanketed my body. “Right here. Safe. Protected. Loved.” He shifted his hips and his erection slid against my aroused, slick flesh. “Do I need to use a condom?”

“IUD,” was all I managed to whisper.

Apparently, I had explained

enough we didn’t need further protection, since pressure built against my lower lips. The stretch inside reminding me I wasn’t dreaming. His arm was a vise around me, which pinned me beneath him as he continued to push forward.

When his pelvis pressed firmly against my bottom, I vibrated around his erection. To be joined this way and with Kipp’s body bringing forth pleasure…

Heaven had nothing on this.

He covered me completely with his body, hugged me so tight that no distance remained between us. I had craved, longed, and fought for exactly this.

Safe. Protected. Loved.

Each shift of his hips was slow and gentle. Nothing about his movements jarred me into pleasure. His claim had already been made on me when we had sex in the Netherworld that very first time.

Now he loved me.

Tears filled my eyes.

His lips brushed against my cheek, and I angled my head to look at him. His positively glowing eyes offered a promise. Nothing could ever hurt me or come between us when I was right…here.

I moaned under his sensual fluid strokes. Sometimes, he kissed the moans away. Other times, he shifted a little deeper to make them louder. His breath grew raspy, eyes focused, and the sight of his pleasure made me equally as hot as the sensations he was building low in my body.

With each perfect slide of his hips, kiss on my neck, declaration of love into my ear, he brought me higher…and higher. Until the only sounds in the room were of Kipp’s body against mine, as well as the noises of our love making.

Kipp bit down on his bottom lip, as he always did while lost in pleasure, and at the sight of it, my inner muscles clamped against him with my rising climax. His eyes grew wide and became intense, as his thrusts increased in speed and force. Each one made me climb higher...higher…even higher…until…

I was tumbling and crashing into pleasure, shaking and quivering with brutal force, and Kipp was roaring and bucking into his own release. Until all that remained in its wake were sweaty bodies and tangled limbs.

There, we lay, recovering and breathing heavily.

Tags: Stacey Kennedy Frostbite Fantasy
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