Page 7 of On Thin Ice

“I’m used to skating on thin ice. I have a good coach.”

“It’s stupid and dangerous.”

While speaking, he slid his palm under my dress. Shifting, I allowed him to advance further, arousal zinging through my veins. We both moved in the same rhythm, and while he played with the band of my panties, I unzipped his pants.

“That only makes it hotter,” I whispered back.

Yeah, crazy was no longer enough to explain what we were doing. I knew Bryce and I had a lot of things to talk about in the future, starting with this stupid idea of his about retiring, but for now, I wanted to savor this moment of illicit pleasure.

My inner slut grinned as I released his cock from the confines of his clothes. Oh, yes, he was steel-hard, and knowing that my mere touch turned him on like this made me feel like a powerful goddess.

I bit my lower lip, muffling a loud moan as he slipped his palm inside my panties. The contact of skin on skin was maddeningly arousing. Closing my eyes, I bucked my hips, silently begging him to use me.

His cock pulsed against my palm as I started to jerk him off. Bryce made slow circles on my clit, applying just enough pressure to make me shudder. I matched his rhythm, rolling my fingers along his shaft, from the base to the tip.

He throbbed in my palm, pre-cum dripping down and coating his length. The wetness between my legs grew with each new circle, and I could feel the familiar tingles in my lower belly.

My heart beat faster, and the high risk of being caught spun me with the speed of light toward the peak. Of course, I didn’t want someone to notice us. I would never want something to endanger Bryce. And yet, this was undeniably hot and was hitting all my kinks.

And given the way his cock jerked in my palm, it had the same effect on him, too.

Bryce moved his hips, pushing himself more into my hand. At the same time, the movements of his fingers became rougher, sending sparks of ecstasy through my core with each new circle.

I buried my face in him in an attempt to muffle my moans. My entire being spasmed as I succumbed to my release, wildfire waves engulfing and scorching me. Moving my hand faster, Ijerked him off vigorously until he exploded, covering my hand with cum.

Bryce clenched his jaw as visible shudders of pleasure traveled through him, and I could tell he was using all his willpower to not let out any loud, lewd noise.

As the ripples of ecstasy subsided and I stopped trembling, I released his cock. My palm was covered with sticky white ropes of cum, and my inner slut drooled at the wanton view. Looking directly into Bryce’s eyes, I licked his seed, barely able to muffle the loud, “Mmmm,” I was dying to let out.

He stared at me, hypnotized, as I continued to swallow every drop of cum, like an actress in those porn movies I’d watched. Giving him a mischievous smile, I leaned closer to him and cleaned up his cock, too, making sure not to miss any droplets.

“God, Livia,” he panted.

I gasped as he grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me in for a deep kiss. We should have worried about someone waking up and noticing our forbidden moment of passion, but neither he nor I cared about it.

My mind spun as we made out, and while our tongues danced together, my heart swelled and mewled things she wasn’t allowed to. It was probably the heat of the moment, or maybe the risk, or how taboo and forbidden this had been. Yeah, I was going to blame it on that and ignore whatever feelings tried to surge to the surface.

“You’re fucking unbelievable,” he murmured against my lips. “I never thought you could be such a crazy, insatiable little whore.I bet you drove so many men crazy. Those bastards had been so fucking lucky to have you.”

I bit my lower lip, a flush of heat rushing to my neck and face. My confidence vanished for a moment, and at the same time, it increased, creating a confusing mix of emotions inside me. He didn’t realize it was my first time? That was good, right? It was so good! But also, what might he have thought about me?

“Actually ...” I started, swallowing hard. “Yesterday was my first time. I mean, I used toys, but you were the first who ... you know...”

His jaw dropped. Literally. Bryce gave me a quizzical look while his pupils dilated, arousal darkening his gaze.

“I’m the only man you fucked? The only one you did anything with?”

I could feel my cheeks burning. I nodded.

My heart skipped a beat as he pulled me into another kiss. It was more possessive, primal, and rougher than any of the ones before, and my body thrummed with energy as his tongue dominated mine.

I responded the same, molding myself against him, allowing myself to be, at least for a few moments, completely his. And while I savored the sweetness of his lips, my heart once again purred and whispered something I wasn’t allowed to even think about.

Chapter 4

“And what am I supposed to do now?” I asked, my voice dropping.

We were at the Olympic Village, and I’d just been informed there had been a problem with the villa I’d been assigned to—some kind of flooding or something like that—and I no longer had a room.

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