Page 49 of Broken Ice, Mended Hearts

“You’re nervous and excited, but try to relax. I’ve got you.”

I’ve got you.I replayed the words while he shimmied to the far side of the bed. After a drawer opened and closed, he came back and held up a condom and a squirt container of lube.

“Do we need the rubber?” he asked. “I haven’t had sex with anyone since Drake. I got tested recently, and I’m clear. How about you?”

“No sex since last winter, and I’ve been tested too. All clear.”

He gazed into my eyes. “Are you comfortable going without?”

“Definitely. You’re all I want to feel.”

Sven had me get on my belly with a pillow under my hips. I wondered what—“Oh fuck!”

“Easy,” he said. “It’s lube.” He teased a finger down my crack, sliding across my hole without stopping. After he did it a few times, I took a deep breath. My asshole, which had clenched the first time he touched it, relaxed. He must have been able to tell, because on the next pass, he stopped and drew circles around it. I tensed again, but his gentle ministrations and soothing sounds helped me let go.

“Okay if I push it in?”

“Yeah.”

He held up a thick, stubby finger. “Suck it, tough guy. Get it good and wet so I can stick it in your ass.”

After I got it as wet as I could, he applied pressure over my opening, increasing it until his finger slipped through. He’d fingered me before, and it felt good as he pushed farther inside. I moaned when he started moving, short strokes at first, then longer ones, drawing back and pushing in again.Exactly likefucking.Oh shit—his cock’s about a hundred times bigger than his finger.

“Doing okay?” His voice was gentle. “You’re so tight. I can’t wait to have my dick in there. Your ass ready for me, D-man?”

I clenched around his finger, then let go.His cock’s going to feel so good. Unless it kills me.

“You’ll love having my big dick in your tight little hole, and I want to hear you moaning. You’re a real stud, and I can’t wait to hear what a big D-man sounds like when he’s begging for it harder.”

He had a filthy mouth on him, and it was really doing it for me. “Mm.”

He growled as he changed the angle of his finger and slowed the fucking motions. “I’ve never fingered such a tough bastard before.” His voice was choked and needy. “You like it, don’t you? Is your dick leaking while you wonder what my cock will feel like? You’re already squirming all over the bed with just my finger in your hole.”

He was right, and I hated it.Don’t admit it. Don’t.“Can’t help squirming. It feels so damn good. Please don’t stop.”Well, shit. I said it after all.

Twisting his finger in my ass, he said, “I’ll give you what you need, don’t worry.” He was breathing hard, each exhalation a small growl. “Want to fuck me later? I’d like to ride my D-man’s big D.”

Maybe I should shove him the hell off me and fuck his smug ass right now.“Shit!” He’d brushed across my prostate, shooting sparks of pleasure straight to my balls. “Fuck, Holmer. Do it harder.” My cheeks were hot, but Ineededhim.Stop begging. You’re a fucking hockey player. Defensemen don’t beg.

“Does that make your dick leak more? Maybe I should go down there and have a taste.” He bit my ass cheek, a sharp stabthat sent electricity ricocheting around my body. Then, without warning, he slid his finger out of me.

“No! I need that.”

He chuckled as he pushed it back in. The burn made me gasp.

“You’ve got two in you now.”

My head lolled to the side while I clenched my eyes shut. “Fucking hell.”

He scissored his fingers, stretching me to the limit. “Fuck.”Shit, I’m moaning like a man-slut.

He nipped my butt again, sending another spike of pleasure through me. “You about ready for my big dick? Getting fucked will shake your world.”

I groaned, suddenly worried. “You’ll go easy?”

“As easy as a cocky Barracuda like you deserves. Don’t worry, you can take it.”

“Please.”My desperate tone was embarrassing, and my cheeks nearly burst into flame.

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