Page 59 of Ice Cold Christmas

She still wore her bra. Problematic.

He stood. Stared at her as she sprawled on the bed—her bed. With her hair on the bedding behind her. Dark hair. White bedding.

I missed you.

If she ever left again…

No. He stopped the thought. It would not happen.

He reached out. Pulled down the left strap of her bra. Then the right. He tugged down the material so that he could see those pert, perfect breasts. Her nipples were tight, and his fingers skimmed over them. First one, then the other.

His fingers. Followed by his mouth. He sucked and he tasted, and she hissed out a breath. “My nipples feel so sensitive.”

They’d always gotten extra sensitive, right after she came for him.

His dick was thick and hard, so eager for her. He kept licking her nipples. Sucking. Kissing.

Take her. Thrust into her. Make her come around your cock.

Not yet. Not…

Yet.

He kissed a path down her body. His lips were extra careful when he touched the scar on her stomach. I will make him pay. Pain for pain. I swear it.

Her fingers curled around his shoulders. “Victor?”

His head rose.

Pink stained her cheeks. Her lips were red. Swollen from his mouth. Her eyes bright with passion. She stared at him with lust. With need.

Melody. His Melody.

He pulled from her, but only so he could yank open the front of his pants. His shirt still hung open. He should probably toss it away.

Screw it.

He kicked out of his shoes. Ditched his pants and his boxers. His heavy, thick cock thrust forward, and she was reaching for him.

She was wet. Ready. He’d made sure of it. He guided his cock to the entrance of her body as her legs dangled over the edge of the bed. No condom. He wanted her, skin to skin, but…

Fuck. Don’t be selfish with her. Don’t.

“Condom,” he gritted.

“I…” A lick of her tongue over her lips. “I don’t exactly have one on me.”

The head of his dick had dipped into her.

Heaven.

Torment.

Perfection.

“I had a full check at the hospital. No diseases. No, um, nothing like that.” Husky, trembling words as her hips arched against him and tempted him to thrust into her. To go deep. Exactly where he wanted to be. “I got one of those birth control shots. I-I haven’t been with anyone. I told you that.”

He hadn’t touched another woman since her. “I’m clear. You have nothing to fear from me.” He would never risk hurting her in any way.