Breaking the Ice by Esme Taylor

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Reid

The moment I felt her explode on my tongue while screaming out my name, I began to worry I might come right there, my face pressed in her delicious sex. I wanted her so much that my cock ached, and I didn’t want to wait for another second to be inside her.

Positioning myself above her, I kissed her, allowing her heart rate to slow for a moment. Breathless, Hettie pawed at the towel separating us until she managed to yank it free. She took my length in her hand and grasped it tightly, running her thumb over the head of my erection and the precum that coated it. Her strokes were slow and deliberate, my balls growing tight with excitement as I buried my head into her hair and breathed her in.

When I knew I couldn’t hold back any longer, I murmured, my voice gruff with the arousal that was consuming me, “Etta, I need to feel you right now. Give me a second.”

I stood to walk to the dresser, which was situated across the room from the bed, and grabbed a condom while silently reminding myself to move them somewhere more convenient. Standing at the foot of the bed, I tore open the packet with my teeth. As I did so, Hettie laughed.

“What the fuck, Etta? That’s not exactly the reaction a man wants when a woman sees his cock.”

“I’m sorry. I’m not laughing at it. I’m laughing because I don’t know how you expect to fit your massive man sword inside me. Did I forget to mention that I’ve not done this in a while, and I’ve only ever done it with one other person? And trust me, he was nothing compared to that,” she explained, pointing at my cock wide-eyed, nervously swallowing. “It’s beyond huge, Viking. I just don’t think it’s possible without you splitting me in half.” I couldn’t help the smile that broke across my face. I rolled on the condom while standing at the end of the bed, looking down on her perfectly curved body.

“Do you trust me, Etta?” I asked softly.

Without hesitation, she nodded, biting down on her bottom lip. It took every ounce of restraint I could muster to not thrust myself deep inside of her right then, grinding into her until I felt her come again.

“As for my size… I promise you, I will fit because I believe you were made for me,” I leaned over her, slipping my body between her legs. “Now, open,” I ordered with a half smile.

Looking up at me nervously, she did as I instructed. She then wrapped her hands around my taught biceps as if she was bracing herself. When she looked up at me I saw that the nerves had vanished from her eyes and something else danced there.

Lust? Want? Desire? Longing? I saw how much she wanted me.

And then she spoke.

“Show me what you can do to me, Viking,” her voice husky and low as a growl escaped my lips.

“Are you ready for me, Etta?” I asked, rubbing myself against her, skimming her warm, wet entrance. “God, I can feel how ready you are.”

The asshole side of me––the side everyone else saw––desperately wanted to slam myself into her depths and fuck her hard. But I also knew I needed to hold back and be gentle with her. Whether I was willing to admit it or not, Hettie had changed me. At that moment I wanted nothing more than to show her exactly how she should be made to feel by a man. Another growl escaped me as the thought of her with another man invaded my mind, but I pushed it aside and turned my focus back to the beautiful woman beneath me.

Unable to hold off a moment longer, I slowly pushed the head of my cock inside of her. Together, we gasped. Me, because the feeling of her, even around just the tip of me, was utterly mind-blowing. Her, because I knew that I was a lot to take.

She was so tight that I had to drop my head to her shoulder while I calmed the excitement raging in my balls. I waited for her to take a breath or two as well while both of our bodies grew accustomed to each other.

Reaching down, I circled my thumb over her pleasure point. I knew the more she relaxed, the easier it would be to fit my entire length inside of her without hurting her. Slowly rocking side to side, I allowed her body to stretch as more of my length slipped into her depths.

“Relax, Etta. We have all the time in the world,” I reassured her, stroking her face as she moaned in pleasurable pain.

“Reid, I just don’t think you’re going to fit. You’re h–huge.” She struggled to get the words out as she attempted to breathe. “It’s just…” I silenced her worries with a kiss.

“Trust me,” I promised her, kissing her again, more deeply this time. Within seconds, her body began to relax beneath me as I slowly pushed deeper into her.

“Fuck,” I groaned as I bottomed out. I paused for a moment as Hettie stared at me with wide eyes. “You okay?” I asked, allowing her time to grow accustomed to the fullness.

After a moment, she nodded.

I felt her body relax more as she let out a contented sigh.

“I’m going to move, Etta. Tell me if it hurts and I’ll stop.”

Hettie ran her fingers over my scalp before she pulled me down running kisses up my neck and along my jaw, biting me just below my ear. She spoke, her voice filled with desire, “I trust you, Viking. Now, fuck me. And don’t you dare hold back.” I pulled back in surprise as she shot me a wink, my cock twitching in response.

I moved in and out of her, slowly at first, my eyes remaining locked on her face in search of any signs of discomfort. But to my surprise, the more I moved, the more she moved beneath me. Using my shoulders and back for leverage, Hettie’s legs wrapped around me, her feet digging in as she pulled me in. With each inward thrust, I could feel myself slipping deeper, moving faster and harder.

Before long, we found our rhythm. It felt as if we had been doing this forever, our bodies thirsting for more as sweat covered our skin and our breaths quickened. I craved to feel every part of her on a cellular level, my mouth and hands searching out her sensitive skin. The more I touched her, the more she reacted and the closer I got to my release.

I palmed her breasts as I took her swollen nipple in my mouth. Flicking and rolling her swollen bud, I felt her react below me. As I did, I simultaneously slipped my hand down between our bodies and rubbed her clit while continuing to fill her with my aching, engourged length.

It wasn’t long before Hettie’s screams cut through our combined moans of pleasure, my name falling from her lips as she crumbled below me like the beautiful goddess she was. Her walls tightened, choking my cock as her orgasm blazed through her. Unable to hold out any longer, I finally gave in the ache deep in my balls. I exploded inside her while she moved below me, milking every last drop of arousal from my cock.

Careful not to crush her, I collapsed onto the bed in exhaustion, pulling her into me ensuring my cock remained inside of her. There was no way I was leaving this hidden treasure I had discovered anytime soon.

I placed a gentle kiss on her neck while absentmindedly running my fingers over her nipples and watching them harden beneath my touch as the high of my orgasm faded. Suddenly, an unexpected wave of emotion that I had never experienced washed over me, but I wasn’t ready to think about what those feelings meant so I pushed them back down.

“Wow, I’m impressed that you actually managed to fit your longboat in there, Viking.”

“I hope that’s not all that impressed you, Etta. If so, I’d say I did something very wrong.” She laughed and the feeling of her walls tightening on my cock made me instantly hard again.

“Really, Reid? Again? Already?”

“I’ll always be ready for you, Etta. But for now, I think it’s best if we give your lady bits a rest so that I can dive back in there tomorrow, again and again,”

Slipping from her warm, wet center with a contented sigh, I quickly disposed of the condom. Crawling back into bed, I pulled her body into mine, trying not to think about what wanting a tomorrow with her might mean.