But he grabbed me from behind, pulling me against him.
And I was instantly turned on. Him behind me like that. Holding me around the waist, my ass tight to the front of him. I stayed completely still.
“Lawless,” he said, one gloved hand slid to my hip, holding me in place. “That’s what you want?”
I swallowed hard. “Yes.”
“So you wouldn’t mind if I did this?” He pushed my double layers of sweatpants down, exposing my ass to the cold.
“No rules,” I said. “So why would I mind?” I heard his glove drop to the ground.
“What about this?” He cupped my ass in his hand.
I moaned. “That hardly feels lawless. This backyard is private. No one can see us. Who cares if my butt is out?”
“You’re right. No one’s watching.” His fingers slipped between my legs, his cold thumb brushing against my clit. “How about this?” His voice sounded tight.
I moaned. I was really liking lawless Miller.
His index finger slid inside of me. “Fuck, you’re so warm.”
I laughed, because it was a ridiculous thing to say. “Warm, really? That’s very sexy pillow talk.”
“Does it look like we’re snuggled up in bed right now? And you just shoved snow down my shirt. I’m fucking freezing.” He moved his finger faster, making me lose my train of thought for a moment.
“So is this supposed to teach me some kind of lesson about not putting snow down your clothes? Because I’m learning quite the opposite.”
“Fair point.” His fingers stopped.
Damn it, why had I said that? I didn’t want him to stop.
“This is probably a better lesson.” He grabbed a handful of snow and shoved it right against where his fingers had been.
“What the hell!” I shrieked. “You’re going to give my naughty bits frostbite!” I tried to wriggle out of his grip, but he was still holding me to him.
“That was your punishment. But I think you’ve learned your lesson. How about I warm you up?” He flipped me over, cradling my ass in his hands so I wouldn’t touch the ice.
I was freezing, but something about the fire in his gaze made me stop moving. He slowly lowered his mouth to the snow he’d just shoved between my legs. He thrust his tongue inside of me, pushing some of the snow with it.
I screamed. “It’s so cold! Miller…” but my voice trailed off. Because it suddenly wasn’t cold anymore. All I could feel was his hot tongue between my thighs, lapping up the snow off my skin. Replacing the feeling of cold with unbelievable warmth.
One of his hands still had a glove on it, so when he pulled me even closer to his face, the rough material scratched my skin. It burned. It felt amazing. I didn’t even know how to describe…
He thrust his tongue even further.
“Miller.” I grabbed the top of his hat to pull him closer. But it wasn’t necessary. He was licking me like he was eating his favorite flavor of water ice. I’d thought last night had been hot. But this? I was seconds away from coming and he’d barely even started.
He groaned like he couldn’t get enough. Like he’d never get enough of me.
I felt my thighs tightening around him.
“I love the taste of you.”
It wasn’t the confession of love I’d been waiting to hear. But it was good enough right now.
He brushed the tip of his nose against my clit as he thrust his tongue even deeper inside of me.
“Miller!” I felt myself pulsing around his tongue.Fuck.My fingers dug into the back of his neck as he kept swirling his tongue inside of me. I never wanted him to stop. I never wanted this moment to end. I’d be happy to spend eternity right on this ice with him. Even in the freezing cold there was nowhere else I’d rather be.
