Ice_Reaux - Laura Wright Page 0,14

her neck. “I would never hurt you.”

His breath whispered against her skin even as she felt his fingers stroke down the tense plane of her stomach and over the curve of her hip. Cammy shivered, a shocking heat streaking through her.

“No, but you would consume me.”

He chuckled. “Oh yeah, kitty. Awake or asleep, I’m going to consume you.”

She nearly jumped off the sofa as his searching hand at last reached the bare skin of her thighs. Yes, yes, yes. She was on fire. As if her blood had turned to molten lava.

Claiming her lips in a devouring kiss, Ice continued his soft caresses. His fingers stroking higher and higher. And abruptly he found the moist heat of her pussy.

Cammy cried out in delight a second before he was covering her mouth with a deep, possessive kiss. Her cat roared with furious pleasure, the dark hunger threatening to overwhelm her.

She grasped at his arms, her fingers digging into his flesh as she instinctively arched against his invading touch.

With a slow thrust he pressed his finger deeper, using his thumb to rub against her sensitive clit. Pressure was building deep inside her as his finger slid in and out of her. A delicious, aching pressure that was threatening to shatter at any second.

“Ice…please,” she husked. She desperately wanted to feel his hard body covering her as he thrust deep inside.

With a wicked expertise, Ice trailed a path of searing kisses down her neck. He used the tip of his tongue to trace the line of her collarbone. The rhythm of his finger quickened as she moaned. And dipping his head downward, he latched his mouth onto the tip of her breast and sucked with sweet insistence.

Oblivious to everything but the sensations that seared through her, Cammy wrapped her legs about Ice’s waist, her entire body arching. She was hovering on the crest of paradise.

His thumb pressed just right on her clit, and for a heart-stopping minute the world came to a halt. A perfect moment out of time. Then with a magical stroke of his fingers she was hurtled over the edge and a cry of startled bliss was wrenched from her throat.

Oh hell.

That had been glorious.

Still shaking from the force of her climax, Cammy did her best to ignore the persistent sound of her name being whispered in her ear.

Dammit, she was enjoying the moment. Why wouldn’t Ice leave her in peace?

Slowly the fog of pleasure began to fade and Cammy realized it wasn’t her dream Ice whispering in her ear, but a very real Ice.

Wrenching herself awake, she opened her eyes to find that she was snuggled into the passenger seat of the Jeep, with Ice leaning close enough she could feel the brush of his warm breath over her cheeks.

Her face flushed with a sudden heat.

Not embarrassment at being wakened from a sex dream, but by a flare of primal desire. It was as if her erotic fantasies had only intensified her need for a male.

No. Not a male.

For Ice.

Unnerved by the realization, Cammy abruptly straightened in her seat, desperately trying to put space between them.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to fall asleep,” she muttered, turning her attention to their surroundings. Anything to avoid his piercing blue gaze.

“You didn’t miss anything,” he murmured, his voice oddly husky as he reached to tuck a loose curl behind her ear.

She refused to glance in his direction. There was already the risk he could catch the scent of her arousal. She didn’t want him to see the heat of her cat in her eyes. “I could have helped to drive.”

Turning off the engine, he shoved open his door. “Do you think I’m a male who ever rides in the passenger seat?”

Her tension dissipated as he deliberately lightened the mood, clearly aware of her unease and hoping to make her comfortable. The knowledge allowed her to turn and send him a teasing smirk.

“See, I told you…an arrogant ass.”

He laughed, climbing out of the Jeep and waiting for her to grab her backpack and join him at the front of the vehicle.

“I need to stretch my legs,” he said. “And if I don’t get something hot in my stomach I’m going to pass out.”

On cue, Cammy’s stomach rumbled with hunger. While she’d been sleeping, the entire day had passed. Now she realized she was starving.

“Where are we?” she demanded, glancing around the dense woodlands that surrounded a large, rustic cabin with a sloped roof and wraparound porch.

He waved a hand toward the trees. “We’re in