Page 29 of Skating Towards Danger

Dante reacts quickly as I grab his shirt, twisting it in my fist, and he wraps arm around my waist. He lets go of my arm while his other hand cups the back of my head before our tongues meet, and our kiss deepens.

Fireworks – fireworks go off over me.

I don’t think about who he is or the fact we’re out in the open in the rink, instead, I push up on my tiptoes and wrap my arm around his neck while keeping my grip on his shirt. Our kiss gets hotter as he sucks my tongue into his mouth making me moan.

Oh wow, that was hot.

Between my legs, I get wet, and my clit throbs. The urge to climb him like a tree pulls at me, but as if he can read my thoughts, Dante moves his hands to my ass and lifts me, causing me to wrap my legs around his waist, and suddenly, I’m glad I put on my old leotard without tights.

I feel us move, but I don’t stop the kiss to question him, my lips, my body unwilling to leave his before my back hits a wall, and I moan into his mouth when he grounds against my panty-covered entrance.

I need him, I need him now!

I don’t think, I let instincts take over as I move my hand between us and push his jogging pants down a little.

Dante groans as he bites my bottom lip and helps me out by freeing his member, and I grip him instantly.

Oh, holy crap, he’s big, like big-big, and I haven’t had sex in five years, and even then, the guys I slept with don’t hold a candle to Dante Marino.

He’s wide, and he is long. As I gently move my hand up and down his length, the large veins bumped out beneath my fingers.

Damn, no wonder the puck bunnies want him.

Jealousy I’ve never felt before fills me, but I push it away and squeeze him, my body humming, wanting him inside.

Dante kisses me again, shoving his tongue down my throat, making my head go fuzzy as he knocks my hand away, then grips my panties before pulling hard.

I hear the tearing, and I can’t find it in myself to care because, within seconds, the tip of his dick is placed at my entrance, and slowly, very painfully slowly, he pushes inside.

I break the kiss and throw my head back, gasping at his size.

“Fuck your tight,” he grunts against my neck while I try to control my breathing.

Dante stops for a minute, and I demand, “Please tell me you’re all the way in?”

He snorts, and instead of answering me, he thrusts forward hard, and I gasp as he fills me to the brim.

Damn…

“I am now,” he gasps, holding still, and I grip his hair with one hand and his shoulder with the other while he bites my neck hard, sending a jolt through me, making my clit throb.

He waits a few minutes before testing the waters, slowly moving his hips back, then thrusts forward. I move my hips to meet him thrust for thrust, causing him to pick up speed, knowing I can take him, and pleasure like no other fills me before he takes my lips again, and I kiss him back just as hard as he kisses me, making him groan.

It’s not soft, we’re not making love, it’s pure sex, pure need, pure fucking amazing!

He tilts his hips, hitting a spot I never knew existed, and suddenly, my clit pulses, my walls tighten around him, and my stomach tightens. I come hard, my eyes going black for a moment, and I scream into his mouth.

He swallows my sounds and picks up speed before he thrusts a couple more times and then, a few minutes later, stills, moaningas he comes inside me, sending aftershocks through my body and suddenly, I’m glad I went to the clinic and got on the pill, though I may need to go back because, well, he is a player…

Dante slows the kiss before gently caressing my lips, then drops his head to my neck, breathing hard but keeping his semi-hard cock inside me, his hands on my ass. The feeling of being whole for the first time in years fills me, which suddenly brings me back to the here and now, and I hate myself for having that feeling.

We’re in the open at the rink.

We just had unprotected sex because, let’s face it, the pill isn’t one hundred percent foolproof.

The electric shocks I felt are now lightning bolts, and I know deep down I’m his, and that is a scary thought because he’s not mine.

Suddenly, I want more for the first time. I want to live, and hate fills me.

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