Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 44479 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 222(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44479 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 222(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
“You’re a fucking miracle.”
She runs her fingers through my hair. “I can’t believe this is happening.”
I keep trailing kisses over the soft skin of her torso. “Why?”
“Because, York… I’ve wanted you for a really long time.”
I glance up at her, raising a brow. “Really?”
She laughs lightly, but I can tell it’s more nerves than anything else. “Well, yeah. I mean, you’re you, ya know.”
I’ve never wanted anyone more in my life. My chest squeezes tight at her words. If I would have known she wanted me, maybe I would have acted sooner. I don’t know. All I know is right now I need her… fucking badly. “Come here,” I whisper, reaching my hand up to cup her cheek.
She lowers herself onto my lap, letting our lips join naturally. Like they were always meant to be connected. I kiss her, passionately, letting her know exactly how badly I need her. The kiss turns more frantic, and before I know it, my jeans are unzipped and pulled down far enough to free my cock.
“Holy, oh my god,” she says when she spots it. “I, uh, don’t think that thing will fit. It’s bigger than a hockey stick.”
I laugh, kissing her cheek. “It’ll fit, Noelle.”
She leans back, putting distance between us, but my hand still cups the back of her neck. “You sure?”
“Pretty fucking sure.”
“I never knew you were packing this much heat in your pants.”
And now I burst out laughing. How have I never known how adorkably cute this woman is? Her cheeks tinge pink, and I pull her back, kissing her square on the lips.
I push my tongue at the corner of her mouth and she opens for me. My tongue traces along hers, exploring her mouth. My body heats up, my cock hardening even more.
I fist my cock in one hand, pushing the side of Noelle’s panties to the side with the other. She’s so fucking wet for me. I position her perfectly, lining my dick up with her entrance, and slide in, slowly, deliberately, taking my time with her. Letting her body adjust and acclimate to my girth.
She moans. “Ah, York, you’re so big.”
Fuck, she doesn’t even realize how she turns me on with the sounds she makes. “Take this cock you’ve wanted for so long. Show me how badly you’ve wanted me all these years.”
Her eyes connect with mine, and I swear I can see the want hidden in the depths there. I wasn’t lying when I said she’s fucking beautiful, because she is.
I keep working my cock, tugging Noelle down with each thrust of my hips until I’m fully inside her. “Fuck,” I groan out.
“You’re so big, York. My god. It’s like big enough to hold a sleigh full of all the toys in the world. Big enough to wrap the world in a blanket of snow. Strong enough to bend steel…”
I cut in, “You about done?” I laugh lightly, my heart squeezing inside my chest.
“York, I just…” her voice softens, “I just…”
I cut in once more. “I know, me too.”
All laughter fades between us, and we start moving together in unison, pushing…thrusting…fucking in its purest form.
Fuck she feels like a dream.
“You feel so good,” I tell her.
“You too. Oh god, York.”
I tug on her hair, bringing her closer so I can kiss those kissable lips. I deepen the kiss, needing to be closer to this woman than I already am. We kiss for what feels like hours as our bodies get used to each other. I keep my hands on her hips, tugging her down on each thrust of my hips. She’s a fucking natural at handling my cock.
I could get used to this.
My knee hits the controls, turning the Zamboni on and it rumbles to life.
“Oh, I don’t hate that,” Noelle says, talking about the vibrations of the engine.
“You like the way that feels?”
She nods, her eyes boring into mine. “Yeah, I love it.”
Again, my chest does that squeezing thing, and I don’t know how I feel about that. All I know is this is not the last time I will be inside this woman. If I can help it.
Chapter 16
Noelle
Whooo hooo. I’m having sex with my dream man on the top of a Zamboni in an almost-chilly ice rink.
I seriously can’t believe this is happening. Like seriously. In all the years I’ve dreamed about being with York, I never could have imagined a scenario like this.
However, it’s perfect.
More than perfect. When I saw the size of his …equipment, I about flipped out. Almost called the whole thing off, but I trusted him when he told me it’d fit.
I’ve always trusted York Steele.
And now the way he stares at me as we come together on this Zamboni has me believing in a future for the two of us. I know it’s silly. I know I shouldn’t let my mind wander, but I can’t help it.