Page 43 of Frost
“Good.” Jack moves his hips forward, sliding our hard cocks together. He gently pinches my other nipple between two fingers as he tortures me in the best way with the right one, alternating between hot and cold sensations.
The stimulation is out of this world. I’veneverfelt anything so good. Never been turned on so damn much.
“Jack,” I moan, tightly gripping the silver strands of his frost-streaked hair. “I need you.”
“You need me to what?” he asks before moving to my other nipple and blowing frost on it as well. He leaves it that way for several seconds before wrapping his lips around it and heating it once again.
“To fuck me,” I say on another gasp as he freezes both nipples at the same time. I squirm beneath him, seeking more friction on my cock. “Please.”
Jack sucks each one, taking away the ice, and then growls low in his throat before grabbing the lube from where he tossed it aside earlier. My breaths are rough as he coats his cock and repositions himself between my legs. His lips slant over mine, and he pushes his tongue into my mouth at the same time he eases into me.
My moans vibrate through our joined lips, creating a little tickle. He smiles against my mouth and sinks even deeper into me. I slap a hand to his back and claw his shoulder as he creates a slow pace with his hips, hitting me deep before pulling back and diving in again.
“Luka,” Jack murmurs against my lips before kissing my jaw, then my neck.
The way he says my name while being balls-deep inside me makes me moan even more. I’m the one pleasing him, the one making him shudder and groan. I’ve never felt so possessive over someone else before, but he brings it out in me. By the way he curls his fingers in my hair and forces my lips back to his in a heated kiss makes me think he feels just as possessive over me.
Jack Frost is one hell of a lover.
Of course, the other times we fucked were great too, but this time feels different. More intense. He rocks into me, taking us higher and higher. We didn’t turn on the light when we came into the bedroom, but I can see him just fine as he moves on top of me. Beautiful pale skin, long lashes, and silver hair.
The sex is hard and tender at the same time. He bites my Adam’s apple, and I nibble the tops of his pointed ears. He thrusts harder, faster, and I press my face to his neck, wrapping my arms snug around him.
I love him.
The truth slams into me just as my orgasm does. I crush my mouth to his, fighting back tears as wave after wave of pleasure crashes over me. The pleasure is bone-deep, my whole body trembling with it.
“I cherish your every moan,” Jack says before kissing me again.
His thrusts falter as he starts to come too. I feel his cock pulse inside me, followed by a radiating warmth. After I milk him dry, he rolls to the side and gathers me in his arms. His erratic heartbeat matches mine as we lie in the afterglow of the best sex I’ve ever had.
“I think you need to top more often,” I say, my voice raspier than usual.
Jack emits a breathy laugh. “Is that so?”
“Yep.” I snuggle against his chest and close my eyes.
But then they open again.
The snowflakes on Jack’s skin twinkle in the streams of moonlight, and I lazily trace one of the designs, smiling to myself.
“You’re staring at me,” he says. He has one arm tucked under my pillow, and the other sits at my waist.
“Because you’re stunning.” I skate my fingers up and down his bare side. “Your skin’s so soft. Warm.”
Jack softly smiles. “It’s after midnight. You should sleep.”
“I don’t want to,” I respond, my throat tightening. “Each minute I’m asleep is another minute I lose with you.”
“You can’t stop time, Luka.”
“I know. But I can make the most of the time we have left.”
Jack softly kisses me then, and I sigh against his lips. Despite my will to stay awake, my lids get too heavy and close anyway.
“Will you stay with me?” I ask, nestling against his chest. “All night?”
“I’ll be right here when you wake,” Jack whispers. “I swear it.”
