Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 97037 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 485(@200wpm)___ 388(@250wpm)___ 323(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97037 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 485(@200wpm)___ 388(@250wpm)___ 323(@300wpm)
“So it shows what’s happening on the ice,” she says simply, and I gawk at her.
“Fable, the rink holds one thousand people. If they can’t see, then they need to stand up!” She fights back a grin, and I eye her. “Are you messing with me?”
She bites her lip, and I capture her wrist, pulling her to me. She comes willingly, her skates knocking into mine as she holds in her laughter. I cup her jaw, staring deeply into her bright-green eyes. “Am I not giving you enough attention that you need to mess with me?”
She shrugs. “Maybe.”
I arch a brow. “Maybe, huh?” I press my hips to hers so that she can feel what she does to me. “What do you need, my princess?”
Her eyes flash with desire, causing a primal need for her to course through my body. With her eyes playful and her chin tipped up toward me, she says, “Maybe we should do the lift again?”
I don’t move, wanting to catch her off guard. Instead, I hold her gaze as I feign annoyance. She loves getting under my skin just as I love doing the same to her. I exhale hard through my nose, and then without warning, I flip her around so that her hips hit the boards. The toes of her skates smack into the boards as I cage her body in, pressing my cock into her sweet ass. I take hold of her bun, pulling her head back and dropping my lips to her ear.
She gasps, and I love the sound. Against her ear, I whisper, “Does my girl want to come?”
“Jett,” she moans as I snake my other hand between her legs. I move her skirt, pushing the leotard to the side, only to realize she has tights on.
“Think these will stop me?”
Before she can answer, I tear the thin nylon and delve my fingers into her sweet cunt. She’s dripping for me, and the sigh that leaves my lips is one of devotion. I suck on her lobe as I find her nub easily and swirl the tip of my finger over it. She lets out a little whine, arching into my hand as I trail kisses down her neck and along her exposed shoulders. I dot kisses on her heated flesh before pressing an openmouthed kiss to her neck. “If you want to come, all you have to do is ask.” I suck on her skin, and she moans my name as I continue to rub her sweet spot. “I love making you come, you know that.” She nods quickly, her moans filling the rink. I know someone could walk in, but I’m too far gone to care. I’ll start locking the doors if I have to, and fuck, I hope I have to. “I want to mark your skin. Can I?”
“Please,” she cries out, and I suck harder on her, needing to leave my mark so that everyone knows she’s mine. “Jett,” she whines as she starts to tremble under my touch.
“Yes, princess, come all over my fingers. Give me what we both want.”
She throws her head back, and I look down at her as she explodes beneath my touch. As I watch her, the waves of pleasure knocking into her, I don’t know why anyone wouldn’t have fought to witness this.
But I’m thankful they didn’t, because her look, her pleasure, is all fucking mine.
I pull my fingers from her slick heat and then lift them to her lips. “Taste what I’m obsessed with.” She opens her mouth without a second thought, sucking my fingers deep into her hot mouth, leaving me panting. “You’re incredible, Fable,” I tell her as her eyes meet mine, adoration in her green depths. “I can’t get enough of you.”
She drags her tongue between my fingers before pulling them out and then kissing me. I taste her as my tongue plays with hers, and it only makes me want to rip off her tights and bury myself deep inside her. As thrilling as it is to know we could have been caught when I was making her come, I won’t let anyone see me make love to her. That’s only for me.
I tear my mouth from hers, kiss her nose, and then back away from her. She looks over at me wide-eyed and confused as I head off the ice. “Where are you going?”
I grin at her. “Upstairs.”
She eyes me and then blinks. “You’re not going to let me take care of that?”
I don’t have to look down to know I’m pitching one hell of a tent in my athletic pants. I lick my lips and nod. “If you want to join me.”
Her eyes brighten a bit. “I do.”
I nod. “I’ll even feed you.”
“Your cock?”
I choke on spit and flash her a wide grin. “That, and some food.”