Page 50 of Icebreaker

He finally opened my shirt and pushed it off my shoulders. Leaning forward, he pressed open-mouthed kisses against my collarbone. I rolled my head back, hissing and gasping when he found particularly sensitive spots. My hips began to grind down against his.

"Maybe now we know why I'm so drawn to you," I panted. "Our souls meet at a perfect place somewhere in the middle."

Axel slid his hands down my back to grab my ass cheeks and pull me tight against him. His thick, hard cock pressed against mine, and I whimpered. "There's something else," I managed to whisper in an unsteady voice.

"What's that?" He kissed the side of my neck while he waited for my answer.

"Your body," I moaned. I tilted my head to the side to give him better access to my neck. "It's all sculpted by time and experience. There's the wiry strength in your arms, sheer power in your thighs, and…" I reached between us to flatten my palm against his erection through his jeans. He bucked under my touch. "Damn…it's intoxicating."

His eyes darkened with desire. "Quinn…"

"Every mark tells a story," I continued as I began to unfasten and unzip his jeans. "It's like a map of your life so far, and I want to travel every route."

Axel suddenly pushed forward and captured my lips in a searing kiss. Our bare chests touched, and I melted into him, my body perfectly molded to his as the heat between us grew into a roaring fire.

He tore open my jeans and pushed the waistband down below my ass cheeks. Without another word, he rolled me over onto myhands and knees and tugged a condom from his jeans pocket. Fueled by raging lust, he lined his cock head up with my hole.

"You know how to rile me up, Quinn. Fuck, I've never had a man who understood foreplay like you."

I balled up the rug in my fists with a massive smile. From the moment the car's wheels hit the highway, I couldn't wait. I wanted it rough and fast, and I knew my rugged defenseman was the man to do that. He was my first, and he taught me the definition of pleasure.

"Oh, damn…" I hissed and howled as his cock head entered my body. Axel raked his fingers into my hair, locked on a fistful, and pulled my head back. My body stretched tight like an archer's bow.

All that I could hear was the slapping of Axel's body against mine and his shallow, fast breathing. "I love you…so damn much. Fuck, and I want you…every day…every minute."

Axel growled and reached around with his free hand, wrapping his fingers around the root of my balls, tugging downward. I grunted. Any movement on my part brought an array of sensations, nearly overwhelming my brain.

The heat of the fire in the fireplace was nothing compared to the raging inferno between us. Every touch and every kiss fanned the flames higher.

Axel rolled me onto my back and tugged me across the floor with a grip behind my knees. He pushed back into me as I wrapped my thighs tight around his torso.

The first round didn't take long. Fortunately, I knew it was unlikely to be the only time during the weekend. I watched Axel lean back, his powerful chest pushed forward as he moaned. "Fuck, close…"

I was on the edge, too. He'd stopped tugging my balls and started to stroke my shaft. He had the perfect grip and always found….that spot…with his thumb.

Suddenly, I erupted, and my ass clenched even tighter around Axel's cock. Seconds later, he erupted, too. We both panted heavily to catch our breath.

Afterward, we lay on the floor, a tangle of sweaty limbs and pounding hearts amid the piles of cushions. The heat from the fireplace kept us warm as the sweat gradually cooled on our skin. Axel pulled a blanket off the back of the couch and wrapped us together in a cotton cocoon.

Holding me close, Axel spoke in a gravelly voice. "When I was a teenager, I used to dream about moments like this…finding someone who would understand me and love me unconditionally."

"Not the other part?"

Axel chuckled. "No, not the sex part. This was different." He laughed a little louder.

"So…now you have what you dreamed about?"

"I do, and it's better than I ever imagined."

A few minutes later, Axel started to tell one of his stories, and I closed my eyes to listen.

"Did I ever tell you about when I tried to run away from home? I was nine, and I'd just had a huge fight with Dad about hockey. He wanted me to play with kids my age, but I wanted to learn from the older ones. In the way only kids can see the world, I thought he didn't understand and was trying to control my life."

"This is a new story. What happened?"

Axel chuckled, a rumble that came from deep in his chest. "I packed a bag with some snacks and a few favorite toys and set off into the woods behind our house. I'd decided to live off berries and mushrooms to prove I could make it alone."

"And how long did that last?" I teased, lightly poking his ribs.

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