A low, hungry growl had her beating on his shoulders when he switched to her other nipple. “Please, Ice. I need you….”
“I know what you need.”
His erect cock pressed into her waist.
“You don’t, or you’d be inside me!” she moaned out, trying to wiggle down again.
Crossing her ankles behind his back, she used the heels of her feet on his ass to push his hips closer to her.
“Uh-uh. I know what you’re trying to do.”
“Ice….”
He let a scant inch separate their bodies, just enough room to slide his hand between them. He moved it unerringly to her slick folds, the sensitive flesh becoming even wetter as he deliberately manipulated her desire to a nearly unbearable level. She felt like a cat in heat, searching for a mate to satisfy the primal urge that he was building inside her but was refusing to satisfy.
When he moved his mouth to return to her other breast, Grace lowered her head to bite down on his shoulder. “Quit playing and fuck me,” she demanded. Frustrated, she moved her hand to between her thighs to make him move faster.
“Is that better?”
“Hmm…,” she hummed, within reach of her climax.
“Oh no, you don’t.” Ice removed his hand, lowering her to the floor.
“Ice!” She swept her hands out to find him, attempting to pull him back.
A second later, she was blinking at the glare of the bedroom light.
When she was able to focus, she saw a slumbering passion in her husband’s eyes that sent her bloodstream on fire. The sexual vibe exuding from him was palpable. She wanted to drop to her knees and beg him to take her.
Barely able to stand, she put out her hand to brace herself.
Circling around the bed, Ice lowered the comforter to the bottom. “Come here.”
Walking jerkily forward, she moved toward the bed as he watched her every step of the way. When she reached the bed, she started to lie down.
“Wait.”
Grace paused in place.
“If you could have me do anything you wanted, what would it be? Think hard, Grace. I’ll never offer again,” he warned without expression.
She swallowed hard, knowing instinctively what he was asking. He was offering to quit working for Desmond to make her happy. She had the chance to change their lives for the better or the worse. However, she would never risk coming so close to losing her husband again. She was going to blow the chance Ice was giving her.
“That you never stop loving me.”
“Get on the bed.”
She lay down, opening her arms wide for him.
He placed his knee on the bed as he rested his hand on the pillow beside her head to hold himself over her.
“You chose wrong. There was never a chance in hell that I would ever leave you.”
Grace stared up at him with her heart in her eyes. “Some chances aren’t worth taking.”
CHAPTER 10
The feel of Grace’s soft body almost undermined the control he was exerting over himself not to pound every inch of his cock into her pussy until she was left with no doubt that they would never be separated.
Pushing his cock against her soft belly, he raised her hands over her head, then cuffed her wrists together with one of his hands. Her naked body shook under his, her tits heaving with every breath she took as her eyes pleaded with him.
Ice laid his palm roughly over one of her luscious tits, squeezing it hard. Letting her nipple slide between his fingers, he trapped it between two digits. Then, scooting his hips downward, he made room for himself between her thighs, the movement placing his cock right where he wanted it—between her pussy lips.
Gritting his teeth to keep from climaxing, he stayed still, letting the sensations in his cock ease before he tried to move. The only thing he wanted to do was immerse himself in her, sink his body into hers so far that the only thing she could think about was him.
“What are you waiting for…?” she moaned, writhing under him.
He tightened his hand over her wrists, controlling her movements with another steely hand on her hip. His cock was so hard it felt as if the skin was stretched too tight. The barbell on the tip of his dick wasn’t helping, giving an edge of pain that had his gut twisting with his own need.
“I’m waiting for you to tell me how you want it.” Separating her folds, he swirled his finger over her clit. “Do you want me on top?” He gave another swirl, making sure she was ready enough before he plunged his cock inside. His lips curled upward sensually when she arched under him. He only gave her two pounding thrusts of his cock before slipping out. “Or do you want to be on your stomach?”
Lifting his body off hers, he flipped her over onto her belly before pinning her to the mattress where he resumed fucking her.
“Oh, God… Ice.”
“Which one?”
Grace urgently squirmed under him. “Yes! Like this,” she screeched.
“Or…” He let the word drip off his tongue for a brief second before slipping out of her again, hearing her screech of frustration before he rolled onto his back and pulled her on top of him. Holding her poised over his cock, he then slammed her down on it while lifting his hips to meet her halfway.
Grace’s head lolled back, her tits trembling under the strain of her harsh breathing.
“Like this?” His eyes were slit in passion, hiding how close he was to losing control. “Ride me, baby, until you make up your mind… or I make it up for you.”
As Grace began moving up and down on his dick jerkily, he had to bite back his lust as he watched her pussy slide up and down his dick.
It took all his willpower to move his hands behind his head as he lazily watched her do all the work. He had fucked Grace enough times to know which position she preferred. His wife liked to be ridden and leave the riding to him.
“Come on; you can do better than that.” Inciting the passion she was still holding back, he swore to himself he would give her only a couple of more minutes before taking over and giving it to her the way she wanted.
She narrowed her eyes at him spiritedly. “I’m going to make you regret that.”
“Bring it on, baby. Because right now, you’re not showing me anything you haven’t given me before.”
His taunt stirred the flames in her eyes as she glared at him.
“You’re such a prick,” she moaned out raggedly.
Ice thought his skull would split open when she started moving on him faster.
“Now that’s the way I like it,” he groaned out. “Give it to me.”
“Oh, I’m going to give it to you.”
She was the one taunting him now, raising her
knees until she was squatting over him, bouncing on dick.
“Goddamn! That’s better than fucking pole dancing!” he grunted out. Watching his wife getting raunchy with him had his dick swelling further. “Fuck,” he hissed through bared teeth.
“I thought you’d appreciate that.” She moved her hand to her breast teasingly before sliding it down to her pussy, letting him watch her play with her clit.
“Appreciate that aren’t the words I would use. I fucking love it.”
Any thought of riding his wife’s sweet ass had gone out of his shell-shocked mind. He enjoyed the position too much switch. Damn, it was so good he didn’t want it to end, but his cock was at a bursting point.
When her expression changed to one of rapture and her pussy started contracting on him, he lost it.
“Motherfucking hell!” he shouted as his climax hit him like a ton of bricks. Rising, he grabbed her hips, slamming her down on him. Losing her balance, Grace’s scream drowned out his curses as her pussy crashed against his pelvis.
Taking her thighs in each of his hands, he pulled them to his sides as he rocked forward, pushing her to her back, fucking her so hard that he felt his dick banging against her womb.
Raising her hands over her head, he stroked out his climax in her spasming cunt.
“You are fucking mine.”
“I know,” she whimpered. “I know.”
He ruthlessly let their climaxes start to play out then flipped her back onto her stomach and started fucking her again before he lost his erection. He adeptly drawled her orgasm out, moving his hands to her hips to bring her to her knees before sliding a hand around her waist to find her clit, keeping the tremors of ecstasy going.
She fucked back on him, not wanting it to end either. The slaps of their flesh hitting each other had him lunging forward, trying to catch that fleeting moment of anticipation at building another climax.
He placed his hand on her shoulder to pull her back farther on his dick. Grace stole a heart she already had when she clutched his hand.