Page 56 of Falling for Famine
Like feeding me, Ghost took way too much joy in dressing me. So, of course, I was in another sundress. Have it his way and I’d never wear panties, a bra, or pants again and I wasn’t mad about it. For a guy meant to be calculating, his motives were pretty obvious. My Ghost liked easy access, and he wasn’t even the slightest bit sorry for it. Neither was I.
I hummed and arched, overpowered by the bliss of his touch. Heat exploded out of me as his tongue traced my neck. My eyesshot open in panic, the smell of fire sweeping into my sensitive nose. But Ghost hovered over me, his hand already between my legs.
“Trust me to balance it, little wisp.”
A wild noise left my throat as his fingers pushed inside me and his thumb dashed across my clit. “I do trust you.”
“That’s a good girl,” he whispered, his fingers crooking and pressing.
The distinctive smell of fire faded away, a gentle coolness swelling through the air. He pushed the skirt of my dress up and it collected around my waist. Then his head dropped between my open thighs and his tongue lapped where his fingers drove inside me. A sharp, keening cry fled my mouth, and ice grew across the bedding and walls. I sucked in a sharp breath, tensing.
“Breathe, Nomi. I’ve got you,” he murmured before sucking hard on my clit and rolling it between his teeth.
My nerves were set on fire. And even as the ice grew, Ghost didn’t stop. Neither did his fingers or mouth. But I really didn’t want him to.
I needed this, so I did what he asked; I inhaled a shaky breath and trusted him to know what to do. The ice faded away to nothing. Wave after wave of ecstasy washed over me, edging ever-closer to that euphoric crash.
I swiveled my hips, chasing the delicious friction of his clever tongue and quaking when he didn’t hesitate to give me exactly what I wanted. Ghost was a master with his mouth.
My hand went to his head, guiding him, pleading with him to end the torture. I was so close. Both heat and ice radiated out of me in equal measure. Water slid down my skin everywhere the wave of hot and cold touched. Soon, I was covered in little streams, making the bed under me wet.
I whimpered when Ghost pulled away. Our clothes were suddenly gone and he didn’t give me any warning; he plungedforward and buried his hard length to the hilt inside me, one of his hands under my back and the other grasping my hip.
I bowed off the bed, fire and ice shooting through my veins. But nothing was aflame and nothing left covered in ice. The feeling stayed perfectly inside my skin as if it’d been locked away.
“That’s it,” Ghost whispered before kissing me like it was his intention to devour me from both ends. “You’re so beautiful.”
“No,you’reso beautiful,” I gasped back, completely spellbound.
He grunted as I tightened around him. His hips smacked into me several times, setting our pace for total destruction. I anchored myself to his flexing shoulders, voicing my pleasure and moving in perfect sync with him. We exchanged breaths and moans before the crash hit.
“Ghost!”
As I screamed out, I was lifted and sat on his lap with my legs straddling his thighs. I shuddered, still battered by my orgasm, and tightly wound my arms around his neck.
His thrusts slowed some but they didn’t stop. His hands guided me, lifting and dropping me on his cock, as his lips teased across mine. Heat expanded where his fingers trailed across my stomach. Hot became cold, leaving a shivery chill everywhere he touched.
“Now use your power, little wisp.”
I leaned back, still swiveling my hips, and stared at him. I brushed a thumb across his cheek, and a thin sheen of glossy ice was left behind.
His lips slanted. “Good. Now summon heat to melt it away.”
Ghost’s hand cupped my breast, and the intensity of his scorching touch that became ice-cold in a flash went from the tip of my nipple to my pussy. My inner walls squeezed around himin sputtered bursts, and a little hiss left his mouth. He buried his cock as deep as it’d go, but otherwise waited.
My legs quivered with residual need, but I brushed my thumb across the same path and the ice liquefied and slithered down the curve of his cheek.
“Perfect,” he murmured, then fucked me the way we both wanted.
I gasped and bounced with every hard thrust. “Why is it so easy now?”
“Because all you needed was me.” His words punctuated several smacks, making it nearly impossible to think. “And all I need is you, little wisp.”
The ecstasy of another orgasm was so close, it left me panting and clinging as pleasure swelled and threatened a world-shattering explosion.
Ghost brought his mouth to my ear and plunged all the way inside, driving hard into the place that always destroyed me. “I love you, Nomi.”
I came so hard it shattered my voice, and I felt his liquid release as soon as I constricted around him. But even through the mind-numbing pleasure, I rushed to say what had been in my heart this entire time.
