My jaw dropped, and I was somehow breathless from the mere idea. “The closest neighbor is two miles down the road.”
Every low muscle in my body clenched at his dirty smile. “Exactly.”
Warm breath ghosted over my nipple, and it all but stood at attention and saluted ‘yes sir’ to the fantasy Ezra laid out. My fists clutched the comforter, twisting it into a wrinkled mess as my legs shifted restlessly farther down the mattress. Faint beams of moonlight snuck in around the drawn curtains, justenough to allow me to watch Ezra ease the blankets from my grip and gradually pull them down. Then off. Goosebumps pebbled against the cool night air.
“I need you to say it out loud,” he ordered, voice husky and low. “I want both of us to know, without a shadow of a doubt, that when I make your toes curl and your pussy weep from pleasure, you asked for it.”
Was I holding my breath? I had to be because the shock of his words, the absoluteneedthey created within me, made it almost impossible to answer. My entire body flooded with warmth, and it felt like a slice of life given back to me after so long in the frigid dark. I wanted more.
“Option number two,” I wheezed out.
Ezra moved. He used his knee to push mine to the side, opening my legs and allowing the delicious pressure of him to settle into the cradle of my hips.
“That’s my girl,” he rasped, then captured my lips in a lazy kiss.
I’d been kissed by plenty of men, and a few women, but none of them ever made me feel likethis. Like my entire body was a captive under the seductive onslaught of his touch. When he rolled his tongue against the roof of my mouth, a sizzling streak of heat went down my spine. And when he bit my bottom lip before sucking away the sting, it echoed in my roaring pulse.
Somewhere in the back of my mind, I remembered what he said about sexual contact and the bond. We risked strengthening it by doing this, but I didn’t give a flying fuck. I couldn’t find it in me to feel regret. For the first time since I fell in that ocean, I was surrounded by warmth, and I needed it to grow. I no longer wanted to feel frozen and disconnected from everything. If Ezra’s touch is what brought me back to life, then I would suffer the consequences later.
My hands dove into the thick hair at the back of his head and tugged at the roots. He grunted into the kiss and punished me by sucking on my tongue while long fingers circled my wrists and disentangled my hands. Ezra broke away, eyes blazing and chest heaving as he pointedly lifted both above my head and directed my fingers to wrap around the chilly, metal bars of the headboard.
“Keep them there,” he demanded.
Heart in my throat, I could only watch through hooded eyes as Ezra let his hands play. His fingertips, coated in cool magick, grazed my overheated skin, leaving trails of ice on my body from the dip in my neck to way down below my belly button. I was so hot the crystals melted in seconds, leaving me shivering for more. Cold fingers suddenly plucked at my nipple, and my back arched at the abrupt jolt of pleasure.
“So responsive,” he praised, then sucked that same nipple into his mouth.
The contrast coaxed a whimper from my throat. I felt his smirk on my breast, followed by the sting of his teeth and another soothing stroke of his tongue. He really was serious about getting the neighbors to hear me scream. Not even ten minutes into this, and I couldn’t control my gasps.
Tired of playing with the soft skin of my lower belly, Ezra’s fingers teased the waistline of my panties before dipping further south.
“Fuck,you’re drenched.”
My brain short-circuited at the first long swipe of his finger. My legs spread wider while everything he touched seemed to pulse. All my focus zeroed down to one thing: pleasure. I forgot to hold onto the rails and clutched at his shoulders when a faint wave of it knocked me off balance.
Oh, this was going to be a big one.
All touching immediately stopped, and my hands were once again guided above my head.
“Put them back or I will tie them there,” Ezra threatened. The cool tingle around my wrists told me exactly how he planned to do that.
Ice handcuffs? My breathing increased to all-out panting. Fuck me, I think I liked the idea. His brows snapped up, something in my expression alerting him that I wasn'tcompletelyopposed, and his mouth curved into a carnal smile.
“So full of surprises.”
The thinnest band of ice closed around my wrists. I felt him messing with the temperature until it was just cold enough to hold its shape, but not enough to burn my skin. I tugged against them, hard. The chains gave off a faintclinkwhen they hit metal, but they weren’t going anywhere.
And neither was I.
My breathing grew even more ragged, and Ezra returned to his fun with a new intensity. He teased my entrance with that cold fingertip, circling and circling and pressing, before slipping the long digit in to the first knuckle. The warmth of my body sucked at his magick, melting it away. Static bloomed in my chest as the bond between us lit up like I’d doused it in kerosene.
“Did I mention how I knew you were having a nightmare tonight?” Ezra asked, lips scorching a path up my neck to the spot behind my ear that made my knees weak. He licked it. “It’s the same way I know to curl my finger… here…”
Lightning zinged straight to my clit. The pad of his finger swirled over that one spot over and over and over…
“And how to stretch you just right…”
He withdrew and returned with two fingers, pumping and scissoring them until fire pooled in my stomach. He curled them again, and that tension coiled into a tight spring. My legs shook, and my toes did indeed curl against the sheets. Sparks explodedon the back of my eyelids as every muscle in my body strained for that release.
