Page 19 of Ice Storm

We chat easily as we eat. It’s one of the things I love about Jess, how relaxed I am with her. I pull myself up short. Wait. Iloveher? The knowledge settles in my chest. Fuck, yeah, I do. I love her. Aminlove with everything about her. I’m not sure what to do with that knowledge. I feel alive and free, yet cautious and vulnerable. It’s an odd mix.

Once we’re done eating, I signal the waitress to bring the bill, pay it, and then pull Jessica to standing, dropping a kiss on the tip of her nose.

“Come on. Let’s head back and plan what to do for the rest of the day.”

She laughs lightly, another thing I love about her. “I have to work today, Harrison. I have some stuff to catch up on for Mack and Harmony, though it shouldn’t be a super busy day.”

I ignore the twinge of possessiveness as we leave the little restaurant. I know Jess loves her job, and she’s damn good at it. Besides, I need to return Noah’s calls and get my shit together. These last few days with Jess have been the best kind of distraction. She’s given me a sense of peace and belonging I’ve never experienced, and now I know what I want.

Our hands are linked, and she gets on her tiptoes to kiss me. It starts light like it was only meant to be a peck, but it turns hot in seconds.

She sets me on fire—every time.

Once we come up for air and remember we’re in public, we quickly make our way back to my place.

As soon as the door closes behind us, I have her pinned against it, kissing her lips, jaw, and neck, wanting to be buried root deep inside her.

We’re both naked in a matter of seconds. I lift Jess by her gorgeous, rounded ass, and her legs automatically wrap around my waist as I line my thick cock up with her tight entrance.

She slides down my shaft, and there’s no sensation like it. Nothing has ever felt so explosive, so life-affirming, life-altering. Using my thighs and the door for leverage, I rut into her in rough thrusts that have her glorious tits bouncing.

Electricity bolts down my spine and tightens my balls. She shivers, her flesh pebbled, her nipples tight and peaked. I thrust harder, grinding against her clit each time I crash into her. She pants and moans in the way I’ve learned means she’s about to tumble over the edge. Her entire body folds toward me as she grinds against my cock, hungrily chasing her orgasm.

The sight and sound of her coming has me barreling over the edge with her, and I come so hard, I think I might pass out. I stumble backward, holding her as she wriggles her hips, eking out the final pulses of her orgasm.

I drop onto the sofa with her straddling my hips, still buried inside her as we shudder from the aftershocks of our orgasms. I never want to move.

“I could stay like this forever,” she murmurs, echoing my thoughts. “But I need to get moving. I have a meeting.”

I reluctantly let her go, my cock still twitching. I hear the sound of her shower being switched on and wish I could join her. Eke out even more pleasure for her and from her, but I know how important her job is to her, and I’m so spent—for now. She satisfies me in ways I never imagined. Shecompletesme.

I tug my clothes on as the shower switches off, and I listen as she putters around, getting ready for work. I want every morning to be like this.

“What are you grinning about?’ she asks as I enter the bedroom, her tone joyful.

“This,” I say, spreading my hands to indicate us.

Her eyes light up, and she nods, her face radiant. There’s so much I want to say. The words are on the tip of my tongue.

“My meeting is at the Jug and Glass bar downtown if you fancy meeting me there afterward?” she asks shyly.

I pull her against me and drop a kiss on her lips. “I’ll be there.”

I spend the next few hours catching up with my teammates, who want to know how I am and what my plans are now I’ve left the team. I give them vague answers, not wanting to give too much away until I have something more concrete to share.

Then I call Noah, who curses me out for ignoring his calls for two days. Once he’s torn me a new asshole, he informs me that Bill Hamble is indeed looking for an assistant coach for The Rangers. Excitement and a sense of purpose bloom in my gut at the news. I’ll need to take some courses, but my experience and knowledge will count for a lot. My teammates will never let me live it down, moving to a rival team, but I'm doing what's right for me for the first time in a long time. A new jobandhaving Jessica in my life is my idea of heaven.

Noah and I chat for a few minutes more, and Noah agrees to set up a meeting before ringing off.

I shower and change, heading to The Jug and Glass a little early. I need to see my woman.

The bar is gloomy, and it takes a second for my eyes to adjust from the brightness outside. I can hear Jessica speaking animatedly to someone and head in the direction of her voice.

When I see who she’s with, I stop dead. Cold dread fills me, and my breathing falters.I seeredas I take in the brunette sitting with Jess, laughing and chatting like their best friends.

Shelley.

Fury rises to the surface at seeing the woman who almost destroyed my career, my reputation. All common sense flies out the door as I turn furious eyes on Jessica.

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