Ice and fire.
Peace and devastation.
Price and I.
When we kissed, I couldn’t stop the way my hands fisted the hair at the back of his head, pulling him closer to me. We were naked, dancing with each other now.
I learned the steps, letting the touch that scared me lead me to a brand-new place. Was it Heaven? It felt like it. The way he took my shaft into his hand, jerking me slowly as he licked my tongue, drinking in my essence like it was tainted with my soul and he was ravenous for it.
Sex had never felt this way before. Like I was flying in the air, floating serenely along with the clouds. My brain was quiet, but I could feel it.
A rising need for more. Faster. Harder. I waited for a fist to come or the bite of his teeth to sink deeper into my flesh until his claim was marked into my skin for weeks to come.
Price placed his palms against my inner thighs, spreading them. “Stay with me, Crew. Don’t try to rush. Just feel, and the pleasure will come to you.”
I think I nodded. Everything was so hazy, my blood was turned to pure lust, my mind so far gone into the air that was him. I panted against the pillows under me, my eyes closed as I was helpless to follow Price’s advice.
If I thought about it, I’d lose my composure. I knew if I let my mind wander, I’d start to choke. Hands that weren’t mine and weren’t Price’s would start to slide up my body, feeling over every inch Price had touched and tainting them once more. I couldn’t let that happen.
Not when something so gentle felt so fucking good.
Cool fingers slicked with lube rubbed against my hole. My back arched off the mattress, pressing my ass further against them.
“That’s it, Crew. Relax for me. I’ll give you what you need.”
His words lured me through that beautiful, peaceful place where nothing mattered. I gasped with the shock of his finger pushing through, sinking into me slowly.
I pushedinto it, making it tunnel deeper inside of me with a whimpering moan. Price halted, reminding me to let it come to me. Don’t chase it, he said. Don’t rush it. Don’t force it.
Precum flowed from my dick freely, dribbling to form a puddle at my base. When a sharp shock of pleasure shot through my entire body, I couldn’t help but yelp and keen, my hips thrusting on their own accord.
Price held my hip, keeping me in place as he set the pace. I was thankful for it, knowing that if my body had its way, I’d ride his fingers to completion. I wanted Price inside of me. I was desperate for it.
“Please.” I looked down, finding him staring at me with a smile. The pointy canines I’d grown to adore were poking out just enough to drive me wild. “I need you. I’m gonna lose it.”
There was something so beautiful about the way Price lost his composure, much like I had from the moment his lips had touched my neck. His brows furrowed, his eyes glazing over with an intensity that made the unfamiliar heat in my gut burn higher.
I watched with anticipation as he leaned to the side, grabbing a condom from the nearby nightstand. He stroked his cock, slick and veiny, before sliding it on.
We met in a heated kiss, breathing into each other with a desperation I could feel, but Price wouldn’t give in to.
As he had promised many times before, he took it slow. The tip of his dick notched against my hole, teasing me before pushing in the slightest bit.
Our foreheads came together, a sweaty and matted mess of hair. “Gentle and patient, Crew. You don’t need to rush. You don’t need to be bruised.” We both groaned as the tip of him broke through.
My head flew back, my neck on full display as the burn brought me to life. It wasn’t painful. Not in the slightest. Every nerve ending came to life, firing one by one, over and over, as he inched his way inside.
One of his hands came up to cradle my head, pulling me as close as possible as his hips met my ass with an obscenesmack.
We moved together, my hips undulating in time with his thrusts, the moment the burn faded. It was unhurried, a prolonged build-up of our skin coming together.
I was so full, his thick shaft filling me up and leaving no room foranything else. I clamped down around him, letting my mouth hang open on a mantra of moans.
Price pulled my chin down, forcing my gaze to his. Sweat dripped from his forehead, the fire inside of him clawing its way out to thaw the ice in me.
What I saw in his eyes terrified me. He looked at me the same way he touched me, like I was precious. I was the only thing that mattered. He looked at me like he wanted more, just as I did.
And that couldn’t happen. But for now, I’d pretend it could.
