Page 45 of Breaking the Ice (Denver Stampede #6)

DANI

B efore I could blink, he was off the couch and I was in his arms, my legs linked around his hips, and I gasped his name.

“Hold on,” he said, turning slightly to grab the bag of desserts. “Can’t forget these.” Then he was striding down the hall, holding me and the sweets.

I laughed. “Nice priorities.”

“I can’t leave chocolate on the table for Pucks to grab. He’d get super sick.”

“Of course not,” I said.

“And I want to lick that tiramisu cream off of your nipples.”

I pulled back to look at him, my body pulsing with need, but all he did was wink and then press an extremely short kiss on my nose. Luckily, we had just cleared the doorway to his bedroom.

“Teasing Gabe is annoying Gabe,” I muttered. He set the bag on the nightstand before moving his now empty hand to my ass.

“Annoying, you say.” He lowered us to the bed and rocked his hard cock against me.

I couldn’t stop my shudder.

Then he shifted us so I was on top, straddling his hips. I rolled against his cock and loved the groan that fell from his lips.

“I thought you were going to be in charge tonight?”

“This view is much better.” He cupped the back of my neck and tugged me down, sealing his lips to mine. The breath whooshed out of my body as his tongue licked the inside of my mouth, and he sucked on my tongue.

I gripped his shoulders and slanted my head, deepening the kiss, giving in.

I’d had zero plans to fall in love with this man, but I was so grateful I had.

I honestly had never been in a relationship with anyone like him.

It was so easy just to be with him. Yes, I knew it wouldn’t always be sunshine and roses and all that, but this was so much more than awesome sex and surface-level fun.

I’d never before felt as seen as I did with Gabe.

At no point had he ever made me feel like I had to fit a role or always be on like I’d witnessed between my mother and father or like in my past relationships with other athletes.

He truly was a walking green flag, and I shouldn’t enjoy how cheesy he could be. He was the total package.

And speaking of packages, fucking hell, we had too many clothes on. I needed to feel his body against mine, nothing between us.

“Strip,” I rasped against his mouth.

He pulled back from the kiss and quirked a brow when I sat up and yanked off my shirt. My bra followed suit, and his eyes darkened with heat.

“Impatient, are we?”

“I could put them back on and go home?” I deadpanned.

“Don’t you even dare.” His hands cupped my breasts and he lifted his head, placing a tender kiss on each tip. I didn’t want gentle right now, so I gripped the back of his head, holding him to my skin.

He chuckled against me, the vibrations of his laugh hitting me down in my core, and then his mouth opened and drew in one of my pebbled nipples.

He gave my other breast equal attention, and then it was a flurry of clothes flying and every inch of each of us being revealed until there was nothing between us.

I reached down, wrapping my hand around his hard cock, and he groaned. His fingers trailed along my jaw, and then he cradled my face, pulling me down into another kiss. I released his cock and snaked my hand up his chest.

“Fuck. I can’t believe you’re mine,” he murmured against my mouth.

My heart raced at his words, at the reverence in his tone.

“I guess you’re mine, too,” I said softly, knowing he would hear the humor in my voice.

He pulled back, a blinding smile on his face. “Damn right I am, and don’t you forget it.” He winked at me, and that dimple I loved popped out.

His mouth was back on mine again and I sank my hands into his hair, anchoring myself to him as he kissed the hell out of me. I shifted against him, wanting more, needing more.

My tongue swiped against his and I lifted up, dragging my heat over the top of his cock.

“Dani, fuck,” he growled out, fumbling toward his nightstand.

I took pity on him and leaned over to take a condom from the drawer.

I rocked against him one more time before sitting up and quickly opening the package.

After rolling the condom down over his hard cock, I moved my hand up and down his length, power coursing through me as he pulsed in my grip, his body shifting on the bed beneath me.

His hands moved to my waist, lifting me up, and I guided him inside my body, sinking down, stretching around his length until he was in me to the hilt.

“Oh yes,” I gasped, my hands falling to his chest when he bottomed out. I rolled my hips, my inner muscles squeezing him.

My body quivered under the touch of his thumbs grazing over my hip bones.

I sucked in a breath and started to move up and down his cock.

He met each thrust, his eyes never leaving mine.

I loved his indrawn gasp when my nails found his hard nipples.

His tongue darted out, wetting his lips, and I leaned over him for another brief kiss.

My body tightened every time I plunged down, taking his cock into my body. Fucking hell, he felt so good.

He slipped his hand into my hair, holding the back of my head, and then his lips were on mine again.

His tongue thrust into my mouth to match the rhythm of his cock inside of me.

It was sensory overload and I couldn’t get enough.

Every nerve ending sparked with fire and I tingled all the way down to my toes.

I gasped when his thumb hit my clit, rubbing it in tight circles, and I rocked my body, chasing the friction of an orgasm that I knew would wreck me as they always did.

“Fuck, Dani. You feel incredible. Squeeze me,” he groaned, breaking the kiss. “Yes. Just like that.”

It wasn’t going to be long until I exploded. I was so close. My lips slightly parted, I moaned when he teased my clit with one hand and scratched his nails against my scalp with the other while his tongue tangled with mine in another kiss.

I couldn’t get enough of this man. He knew exactly what I needed, sometimes before I did, and it was beyond amazing to feel so cherished.

My rhythm faltered and I sat up, breaking the kiss. I arched my back, whispered his name as he continued to tease my clit, pressing tight circles with his thumb.

“Fuck. You’re stunning. I’m so close,” he ground out. I dropped my head forward, meeting his gaze. His eyes were dark with desire, his pupils wide.

One of us whimpered. It sounded like me.

My body coiled tight as he reached up and cupped my face.

I pressed a kiss to his palm, nipping the skin and gasping as I sank down, taking him into my body over and over again.

He planted his feet on the bed, meeting my every move.

His other thumb never left my clit, and I couldn’t hold back any longer.

I froze for a second before crying out his name as I came, pulsing around his cock while he continued to move in and out of my body.

“Fucking yes. Oh fuck,” I rasped, my orgasm rocking me down to my toes.

I was still trying to find my way back into my body when Gabe shouted his release, his breathing as rattled as mine.

“Fucking hell.” He tugged at me until I was sprawled out on his chest, his arms wrapped around me and holding our shaking bodies together.

I lifted my head and he tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear. His touch was feather-light, and I never wanted him to stop.

His other hand languidly stroked up and down my spine. I was boneless beyond belief as I snuggled into his chest.

I knew we had so much we still had to figure out, but in this moment, I couldn’t honestly say that I’d ever been happier in my life.

TUCKS

“I love you,” she said, a blissed-out expression on her face.

“I will never get tired of hearing that. Fucking hell, Dani. I love you so damn much.” I pressed a kiss to the top of her head.

Tonight could’ve been an epic disaster, but we’d sailed through it.

The truth was out there and everything was going to work out.

I knew this was it for me, had known probably from the start, and I was happy I could finally show her my real feelings now that the stupid ruse had ended.

“I don’t think I can move.” She laughed softly against my chest.

“Moving is overrated.”

She gave me a quick kiss on my chest, one that made my heart start to race again.

“Oh, we forgot about dessert.” She nodded toward the takeout bag on the nightstand.

“You’re all the dessert I need, but dammit, I was looking forward to licking tiramisu off you.”

She laughed. “Sounds like a sticky mess.”

“That’s what the shower after is for.” I grinned and added, “Or we could just snuggle, eat dessert, and debate our costumes again,”

She huffed out a breath like she was annoyed. “I guess I could cover your dick in chocolate.”

I barked out a laugh. “Wow, you really aren’t a couple’s costume fan, are you?”

She pinched my side and my body twitched. I rolled us and slipped out of her, removing the condom and tying it off.

“Don’t move,” I said, quickly ducking into the bathroom to dispose of the condom. Then I was back. I scooped her into my arms and carried her into the bathroom.

“Hey, where’d you get that energy all of a sudden? I’m still wobbly.”

She yelped when I set her on the cool countertop.

“You offered to suck my dick. That’s all the motivation I need to get us cleaned up so we can get dirty again.” I smirked as she rolled her eyes at me.

Teasing Dani was probably my favorite hobby. And we had plenty of time to figure out costumes tomorrow.

***

“You promised not to break into song tonight,” Dani said a few nights later when I handed her an iced snickerdoodle from the dessert spread Anna had set up.

We’d just arrived at Flower’s for the team Halloween party and by mutual agreement had headed straight for the cookies.

“Wait, is that why I’m getting a cookie right now? ”

“What? Of course not. I would never try to bribe you like that,” I replied with mock indignation.

She pointed her cookie at me. “No singing.”