Page 119 of Breaking the Ice


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“Of course not,” I said.

“And I want to lick that tiramisu cream off of your nipples.”

I pulled back to look at him, my body pulsing with need, but all he did was wink and then press an extremely short kiss on my nose. Luckily, we had just cleared the doorway to his bedroom.

“Teasing Gabe is annoying Gabe,” I muttered. He set the bag on the nightstand before moving his now empty hand to my ass.

“Annoying, you say.” He lowered us to the bed and rocked his hard cock against me.

I couldn’t stop my shudder.

Then he shifted us so I was on top, straddling his hips. I rolled against his cock and loved the groan that fell from his lips.

“I thought you were going to be in charge tonight?”

“This view is much better.” He cupped the back of my neck and tugged me down, sealing his lips to mine. The breath whooshed out of my body as his tongue licked the inside of my mouth, and he sucked on my tongue.

I gripped his shoulders and slanted my head, deepening the kiss, giving in. I’d had zero plans to fall in love with this man, but I was so grateful I had. I honestly had never been in a relationship with anyone like him. It was so easy just to be with him. Yes, I knew it wouldn’t always be sunshine and roses and all that, but this was so much more than awesome sex and surface-level fun.

I’d never before felt as seen as I did with Gabe. At no point had he ever made me feel like I had to fit a role or always be on like I’d witnessed between my mother and father or like in my past relationships with other athletes. He truly was a walking green flag, and I shouldn’t enjoy how cheesy he could be. He was the total package.

And speaking of packages, fucking hell, we had too many clothes on. I needed to feel his body against mine, nothing between us.

“Strip,” I rasped against his mouth.

He pulled back from the kiss and quirked a brow when I sat up and yanked off my shirt. My bra followed suit, and his eyes darkened with heat.

“Impatient, are we?”

“I could put them back on and go home?” I deadpanned.

“Don’t you even dare.” His hands cupped my breasts and he lifted his head, placing a tender kiss on each tip. I didn’t want gentle right now, so I gripped the back of his head, holding him to my skin.

He chuckled against me, the vibrations of his laugh hitting me down in my core, and then his mouth opened and drew in one of my pebbled nipples. He gave my other breast equal attention, and then it was a flurry of clothes flying and every inch of each of us being revealed until there was nothing between us.

I reached down, wrapping my hand around his hard cock, and he groaned. His fingers trailed along my jaw, and then he cradled my face, pulling me down into another kiss. I released his cock and snaked my hand up his chest.

“Fuck. I can’t believe you’re mine,” he murmured against my mouth.

My heart raced at his words, at the reverence in his tone.

“I guess you’re mine, too,” I said softly, knowing he would hear the humor in my voice.

He pulled back, a blinding smile on his face. “Damn right I am, and don’t you forget it.” He winked at me, and that dimple I loved popped out.

His mouth was back on mine again and I sank my hands into his hair, anchoring myself to him as he kissed the hell out of me. I shifted against him, wanting more, needing more.

My tongue swiped against his and I lifted up, dragging my heat over the top of his cock.

“Dani, fuck,” he growled out, fumbling toward his nightstand.

I took pity on him and leaned over to take a condom from the drawer. I rocked against him one more time before sitting up and quickly opening the package. After rolling the condom down over his hard cock, I moved my hand up and down his length, power coursing through me as he pulsed in my grip, his body shifting on the bed beneath me.

His hands moved to my waist, lifting me up, and I guided him inside my body, sinking down, stretching around his length until he was in me to the hilt.

“Oh yes,” I gasped, my hands falling to his chest when he bottomed out. I rolled my hips, my inner muscles squeezing him.

My body quivered under the touch of his thumbs grazing over my hip bones. I sucked in a breath and started to move up and down his cock. He met each thrust, his eyes never leaving mine. I loved his indrawn gasp when my nails found his hard nipples. His tongue darted out, wetting his lips, and I leaned over him for another brief kiss.