Release: New Adult Sport Romance (Fire and Ice) by Violet Vaughn Page A
Authors: Violet Vaughn
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like?”
“I’m not sure.”
“Okay, don’t be afraid to tell me anything. I want this to be good for you.” He moves his mouth to my breast and suckles my taut peak.
“It is.” I arch my back. He slides a finger into my sensitive folds, and my hips rise up.
“I love how wet you are.” He flicks his finger the way he did before, and I gasp. “I think you like that.”
I whimper. “Yes.”
“What else do you want? Do you like this?” He slips another finger inside and begins to slide both in and out.
“Uh-huh.” My pelvis thrusts into his hand. “I want you inside me.”
He removes his hand, and a tiny whimper comes out of my mouth. He walks over to his jeans. I hear the crinkle of a foil packet and then a tear. Moonlight plays on his skin as I watch him roll the condom on. Kaleb pads over and stops at the end of the bed. His low voice reverberates through my body. “You’re so beautiful.”
He places his hands on my ankles and moves them slowly up my legs as he climbs on the bed. Tiny hairs stand up on my skin. “These legs lead to the best ass ever.” His hands slide under my bottom and around my waist. “And your waist is so small and leads me up to these.” His hands squeeze my breasts. A low sound comes from the back of his throat, and I begin to tremble. His hands move up to my face, and he holds my chin in one. “And this mouth. I need to taste this mouth.” He kisses me.
I mold my body to his and lose myself. I spread my legs and grip his butt. I rub my sex against his hardness then break away and plead with him. “Please, Kaleb, now.”
He guides his length toward my slit. He pushes gently and enters. “Does this hurt?”
I feel my opening stretch further than it ever has, but I want the pain, knowing the pleasure it will bring. “No, go deeper.” I flex around him as if I can pull him in. He slides in slowly, and I hiss, “Yes.” He fills me to the brim, and the intensity makes my nerves pulse with desire.
Slowly he begins to pump. I tilt my hips, and he rubs against the sensitive spot. He’s right. I’m about to come again. This time, I let it sweep me away. As I near the edge, I begin to mewl. I welcome the release and call out as I fall. “Kaleb!”
He pants and tenses as he pounds into me. A throaty, growling noise escapes his lips as he shudders with release. I swear it brings me to the edge all over again. That has to be the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard. He collapses over me, and the smell of us fills the air. I breathe it in and sigh. “I like that.”
He grins and rolls us to our sides. He slides out of me and says, “Keep talking.”
I trace the definition of his triceps with my finger and say, “I like this.” I move down his forearm to his fingers. “I like what these can do.” My hand reaches around to his back. “I like the smoothness of your skin.” I cup his butt cheek. “I like holding on to this.” With both hands I remove the condom. “And I especially like what this part of you does.”
Kaleb snickers. “Don’t ever stop talking.”
Chapter 17
Kaleb hums Jingle Bells as I flip the eggs over like a pro and look at him. My skin tingles with the memory of last night. He’s in his boxers and puts two slices of bread in the toaster. I want to touch every sexy inch of that muscular body. He moves behind me and presses himself against my back. Warmth radiates through my thin, cotton T-shirt, and his sleepy musk envelops me. “What do you like on your toast?” The sensation of his breath in my ear zings through my body.
I croak out, “Butter.”
He plants a kiss on my neck and moves the plates over by the toaster. The eggs are done. I grab the handle of the cast-iron skillet and “Shit!” I flinch from the searing pain and drop it.
It lands on Kaleb’s foot. He yells, “Son of a bitch, mother-
fucker!”
Adrenaline slams my brain. Every nerve is alert, and something inside me takes action. No! I grab the meat cleaver from the
“I’m not sure.”
“Okay, don’t be afraid to tell me anything. I want this to be good for you.” He moves his mouth to my breast and suckles my taut peak.
“It is.” I arch my back. He slides a finger into my sensitive folds, and my hips rise up.
“I love how wet you are.” He flicks his finger the way he did before, and I gasp. “I think you like that.”
I whimper. “Yes.”
“What else do you want? Do you like this?” He slips another finger inside and begins to slide both in and out.
“Uh-huh.” My pelvis thrusts into his hand. “I want you inside me.”
He removes his hand, and a tiny whimper comes out of my mouth. He walks over to his jeans. I hear the crinkle of a foil packet and then a tear. Moonlight plays on his skin as I watch him roll the condom on. Kaleb pads over and stops at the end of the bed. His low voice reverberates through my body. “You’re so beautiful.”
He places his hands on my ankles and moves them slowly up my legs as he climbs on the bed. Tiny hairs stand up on my skin. “These legs lead to the best ass ever.” His hands slide under my bottom and around my waist. “And your waist is so small and leads me up to these.” His hands squeeze my breasts. A low sound comes from the back of his throat, and I begin to tremble. His hands move up to my face, and he holds my chin in one. “And this mouth. I need to taste this mouth.” He kisses me.
I mold my body to his and lose myself. I spread my legs and grip his butt. I rub my sex against his hardness then break away and plead with him. “Please, Kaleb, now.”
He guides his length toward my slit. He pushes gently and enters. “Does this hurt?”
I feel my opening stretch further than it ever has, but I want the pain, knowing the pleasure it will bring. “No, go deeper.” I flex around him as if I can pull him in. He slides in slowly, and I hiss, “Yes.” He fills me to the brim, and the intensity makes my nerves pulse with desire.
Slowly he begins to pump. I tilt my hips, and he rubs against the sensitive spot. He’s right. I’m about to come again. This time, I let it sweep me away. As I near the edge, I begin to mewl. I welcome the release and call out as I fall. “Kaleb!”
He pants and tenses as he pounds into me. A throaty, growling noise escapes his lips as he shudders with release. I swear it brings me to the edge all over again. That has to be the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard. He collapses over me, and the smell of us fills the air. I breathe it in and sigh. “I like that.”
He grins and rolls us to our sides. He slides out of me and says, “Keep talking.”
I trace the definition of his triceps with my finger and say, “I like this.” I move down his forearm to his fingers. “I like what these can do.” My hand reaches around to his back. “I like the smoothness of your skin.” I cup his butt cheek. “I like holding on to this.” With both hands I remove the condom. “And I especially like what this part of you does.”
Kaleb snickers. “Don’t ever stop talking.”
Chapter 17
Kaleb hums Jingle Bells as I flip the eggs over like a pro and look at him. My skin tingles with the memory of last night. He’s in his boxers and puts two slices of bread in the toaster. I want to touch every sexy inch of that muscular body. He moves behind me and presses himself against my back. Warmth radiates through my thin, cotton T-shirt, and his sleepy musk envelops me. “What do you like on your toast?” The sensation of his breath in my ear zings through my body.
I croak out, “Butter.”
He plants a kiss on my neck and moves the plates over by the toaster. The eggs are done. I grab the handle of the cast-iron skillet and “Shit!” I flinch from the searing pain and drop it.
It lands on Kaleb’s foot. He yells, “Son of a bitch, mother-
fucker!”
Adrenaline slams my brain. Every nerve is alert, and something inside me takes action. No! I grab the meat cleaver from the
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