Page 58 of Breaking the Ice


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She did, a wide grin stretching across her face. “I’m stuck.”

“Good.” I stood, my dick already hard as hell seeing her like this. We both wore clothes, yet it didn’t matter. It was like the room knew what was about to happen. “Now, I’m going to be very fucking clear. You say stop, and I’ll stop, but unless I hear that word, you’re going to do what I say.”

She nodded. “Yes, yes, Preston.”

“First thing.” I licked my lips and moved toward the door. “I’m opening this up so everyone in the entire fucking house hears the sounds you make while you come so there is no question who you belong to.”

Her eyes widened before she smiled even wider. “You belong tome.”

“That I do, Jordan. I always fucking have. It’s time you stop denying it.” I flung the door open and stalked toward her. “You’re done being a brat and running at the first sign of trouble. Instead, you runto meinstead of from me. After tonight, there will be no doubt in your mind how I feel about you.”

“Oh my god. I’m already so wet.”

“And I haven’t even touched you.” I stared at her for a beatbefore kneeling and slowly taking off her socks. I ran my fingers over the arch of her foot, loving how she shivered. I even kissed her ankle. “God, your skin smells good. I want to bite you.”

“Do it. I want to feel your teeth on me.”

I nibbled her calf, loving how she squirmed underneath me. “You’re sure you’re okay with this? KnowingEmerycould walk to the bathroom and see me getting you off?”

“God, yes, I am.”

“Such a naughty girl.” I laughed as I tugged her sweats down, both pairs, leaving her in her filthy panties and garters. “You’re an angel made for me.” I trailed up her leg, groaning as her muscles clenched from my touch. I pulled the garter and let it snap against her skin.

“Oh,yes.” Jordan arched her back, her eyes wild with fire. “I liked that.”

“That makes sense that you like a sting, my little spitfire.” I sat on the ground, her legs spread wide, and I ran my hands up her thighs until I caressed the crevice where her legs met her hips. “Stunning.”

She trembled, and the belt knocked against the headboard as I slid one finger over the wet fabric. “Look at you dripping for me already.”

“Fucking hell, Preston. I didn’t… you’re out of control.”

“You made me this way. Youlikeme this way, don’t you?” I pulled the black fabric out as far as it’d go, then let it snap in place. “I should punish you. Edge you for all the fucking stress you cause me.”

“I wouldn’t survive that,” she said, gulping as I repeated the process. “That feels so good.”

“Mm, I can smell how much you want me.” I moved her panties to the side and dipped my tongue against her, flattening it against her clit and flicking it in a pattern. She tasted perfect, musky and sweaty, and I grabbed her ass as I ate her. I stoppedbeing nice and devoured her pussy, wanting to drive her even half as crazy she drove me.

I didn’t let up as she moaned louder. The belt knocked against the wood even louder, and sweat coated her skin as I thrust my tongue inside her, humming to give her an extra vibration. She bucked and arched, just as footsteps thudded on the stairs. Her gaze snapped to mine, and I waited for astop.

I arched a brow, not once stopping my tongue against her swollen clit, and when she nodded, I sucked her hard, and she fell apart. Jordan came with as much life as she lived, loudly and wonderfully, and I just held onto her.

“Yes, Preston,oh my fucking god.Yes, don’t stop, don’t stop, I’mcoming!”

Her thighs clenched around my head, gripping against my ears so hard it actually hurt, but I didn’t stop. I nipped her clit, and she ground her pussy against my mouth, her cries drowning out any sounds from the hallway.

I had no idea if anyone walked by or if they stopped or what happened, but when Jordan stilled, I looked up at her and found her grinning at me. “You like that, spitfire?”

“Favorite orgasm of my life. Now, you gonna unbuckle me?”

“Nope.” I wiped my hand over my mouth, cleaning up evidence of her orgasm before I lifted her shirt, exposing her perfect tits. I hadn’t seen them in days but sure as hell had thought about them every hour since. “Not even close to being free, baby.”

I cupped her heavy, full breasts and teased her pointed pink nipples. “I’m not done doing whatever I want with you.”

“God, you’re so hot. What do you want to do now?”

“This.” I adjusted her sweatshirt so it covered her face and eyes, leaving her naked from the neck down. “I want you tofeelhow good we are together. Just me talking you through this, so feel me.”

She shuddered, her chest heaving.