Page 45 of Iceman


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He stared up at me, the gleam in his darkened eyes making me swallow hard. Then his lips curved into a grin, he leaned forward, and he devoured me.

I whimpered at the sensation of his entire mouth enveloping my pussy, and he licked, nibbled, sucked, and fucked me with his tongue until I was a moaning mess. My knees shook, my thighs quivered, and I felt my nipples pebble as he ate like a starving man.

My back squirmed against the wall, and my hands clasped his head. “Fuck yeah,” I babbled. “Don’t stop, Jacob. You feel so fucking good.”

He grunted, the vibrations of it making my inner walls clench, and then somehow, he held my ass up with one hand while he slid a finger deep inside and simultaneously lathed his tongue against my clit.

“Fuuuuck,” I wailed, my pussy pulsing in his mouth. “Jesus, Jacob. I’m gonna come.”

“Yeah, you fuckin’ are,” he growled before diving back in.

I clutched his head, urging him on, my words of encouragement low and dirty as I begged him to suck my pussy hard. He fucked his tongue inside me, then moved to my clit while he slid two fingers back inside, good and deep.

His gaze lifted to meet mine, and he licked my clit from bottom to top, like I was an ice cream, and my pussy clenched so hard I thought I was gonna pass out.

That was when I heard voices at the door.

My head twisted toward it, and I let out a gasp as it slowly opened, and Noah Hart stepped over the threshold.

His eyes caught on us immediately, and he froze, quietly exclaiming, “Jesus.”

Jacob’s head turned toward him, and he snarled, “Fuck off! I’m eating!”

Noah let out a strangled laugh and held his hand up defensively, muttering, “Sorry, brother,” before stepping back and closing the door softly behind him.

I stared down at Jacob in shock, and he stared right back at me with a smirk on his face.

His mouth glistened from my juices, and my stomach quivered with pure unadulterated heat as he leaned forward again and licked my clit slowly, his eyes never leaving mine.

“Oh my fucking God,” I murmured as my pussy walls contracted, and I started to come.

“Fuck yeah,” he rasped before sucking my clit between his lips and growling his pleasure into my cunt.

I went off like a firework, trying not to scream as my orgasm ripped through me. “Fuck yeah, fuck yeah,” I chanted, my pussy bucking against Jacob’s face as my climax reached its peak.

“So fuckin’ hot,” he murmured, pecking little closed-mouth kisses all over my inner thighs and across my mound. “You’re a fucking goddess.”

Coming back to Earth, I let out a groan, my eyes half-mast as I gazed down into Jacob’s handsome face.

“You’re good at that,” I breathed.

He busted out a laugh and slowly lowered me, my back sliding down the wall, before he gently placed me back on my feet.

My knees shook, and my thighs still quivered from the force of my climax. I’d come so hard that it felt as if my legs had been turned into Jell-O.

“You okay?” he asked, his lips twitching.

“I think so.” I let out a happy little sigh, and for the first time since Jacob pulled me inside the dressing room, I glanced around at our surroundings. I spied a futon in the corner and jerked my thumb toward it. “You wanna bend me over that weird couch?”

“Maybe we should go,” he suggested. “We’ve already been walked in on by Carbine. I knew he couldn’t see what I saw, but if anyone did catch a glimpse, I’d rip their eyes outta their heads.”

My face flushed at that particular memory, then my eyes rounded. “But what about you?”

“I’ll wait until we’re in bed so I can spread you out, take my time, and fuck you in ways you’ve only dreamed about. Warning ya, though, Saint. It’s gonna be a fuckin’ long night.”

I beamed up at him. “It’s okay. I’ve got the day off tomorrow.”

He kissed my lips softly, leaving a slight trace of me on them. “Gonna be inside you all day tomorrow, too.”