Tripping (Iced #2) - Kristine Allen Page 0,38

was a strip of them in there, I put them on top and kicked the covers to the foot of the bed as I climbed in.

When she came out of the bathroom and shut off the light, I silently followed her movements as she drew closer. She’d let down her riotous curls, and they lay over her chest and down her back. With each step, her nipples peeked through the ringlets.

Unable to stop myself, I gripped my cock and began to stroke it. She bit her lip as lust filled her heated gaze. When she stopped next to the bed, she let it go and gave me a nervous half smile.

“Would you like help with that, or have you got it under control?” Her voice was husky and low.

When I released my length, it bobbed a couple of times, then stood rigid. I motioned to the condoms. “Put one on me,” I quietly commanded.

Without question or hesitation, she ripped a foil packet free, opened it, then wrapped her slender fingers around my shaft. It caused my abs to tighten, and I hissed in through my teeth.

“Like this?” she asked in a sultry whisper as she slowly rolled it down. She’d leaned forward enough that the silky ends of her hair teased across my skin.

A groan escaped me as I grabbed her wrist in a gentle hold. “Climb up on my cock, Bleu.”

A flicker of uncertainty hit her eyes before she took a deep breath and it was gone. Her free hand went to slide her panties down, and I squeezed lightly on her wrist. “Leave them.”

She frowned in confusion, but she climbed on the bed and straddled my hips. Releasing her wrist, I pulled her over me. The rough lace of her panties could be felt through the condom, but more than that, the heat of her pussy. I gripped her hips to tip them and ground her against my length. Her head fell back, her hair tickled over my thighs, and with a certain movement, it feathered over my balls.

“You’re fucking beautiful,” I murmured.

Using my thumbs, I traced the edge of the lace down to where she sat over me, then teased her over it. When the fabric was wet with her excitement, I slipped them underneath. She moaned softly, and I pushed them into her tight heat. With each roll of her hips, they went deeper. Once they were soaked, I removed one and used it to circle her clit.

“I’m going to come!” She sounded surprised, and her eyes popped open. Unrelenting, I circled faster, added pressure, slipped a finger deep in her so I could feel when she exploded. Her panting paused, and I realized she was holding her breath, but before I could tell her to breathe, she detonated.

It was incredible. Her expression, the way her nipples puckered, her pussy clenched me tight and pulsed—all of it. Curling my finger deep inside as I slowly continued to circle her clit, I wrung out every last bit I could.

Languid, her shoulders were slouched and her eyes barely open. “Holy shit,” she gasped. Exactly what I’d said when she was sucking me dry.

A satisfied grin curled my lips, then I slowly removed my hand that was drenched in her cum. First, I painted her swollen bottom lip, then I licked it clean as she gave a shuddering inhale. The tip of her tongue cautiously peeked out, then ran along where I’d coated her lip.

The sight made my cock surge under her so hard, she moaned and shuddered.

“I want to fuck you.”

A mewling cry slipped from her, and she rubbed against me again. Reaching up, I spanned her throat with my hand and pulled her down until we were nose-to-nose. “What do you want?”

“You,” she whispered as her chest heaved against me.

My lips brushed hers as I spoke. “Tell me what you want. You want me to fuck you?”

A slight nod was her answer.

“Then say it,” I demanded in a throaty growl before I pressed an open-mouthed kiss to her lips, licked along where I could still taste her, and nipped that luscious red skin.

The breathless way she replied was music to my ears. Better than any musical, song on my playlist, or sound of the horn when I made a goal. “Fuck me, Cameron.”

Both hands gripped her hips as I thrust up against her lace-covered pussy. Her nails dug into my chest, and a needy whine was her response. A wicked grin lifted the corner of my mouth.