Page 142 of The Coldest: Stay Dangerous Part 2

“Let go,” he commands, and when I obey him, wetness gushes out of me, wetting my bottom thoroughly.

“It make my dick so hard when you listen, Snow. Damn.” He kisses my clit before leaning up, placing the two fingers just in my pussy on my tongue.

I wrap my lips around them and suck, moaning at the taste of myself. He slips his fingers out, replacing it with his mouth, like he can’t get enough.

“Pass me a condom,” he mumbles across my lips. I roll my eyes hard, and he chuckles, knowing what I’m about to say.

“Just put it in,” I whine, my hands squeezing his sides.

“You don’t trust me, Snow.” The head of his dick traces my pussy, his piercing hooking on my clit. “You think I’m just out here, giving yo dick away. You want me to wear condoms, so I will.”

I reach up and grab his chin, anchoring his gaze to me. Eyes so guarded, even when we’re naked in bed.

But then, as he holds my gaze, I see the walls tumbling down. His body sinks on top of mine, his forehead finding its home.

“I’m not gon’ hurt you, Snow.” He presses his lips to mine. “I’ll never have you out here looking dumb, never again. On my mama.”

My hands palm his butt and I push him into me. He thrusts all the way in, filling me better than his fingers did.

As he sets his pace, my hands drift to his back. He hugs me close, his lips never leaving mine as he takes me over and over again.

Rico says something in Spanish, the same thing, but of course I don’t know what it is. Not my mind, but my body does. My back arches into him, his arms banding across my back.

He flips us twice. I’m back on my back, but out of that wet spot, and his strokes slow to an impossibly slow speed.

“You told me to give you a year. I’ve been trying to give you that, but I can’t stay away from you.”

“Then don’t.” I curl my lips around his bottom one, moaning as I pull it back toward me.

“You don’t mean that.”

“I do.” I kiss him again. “I don’t want you to stay away. I can’t focus.”

“You can’t focus with me around either, baby.” He thrusts until our pelvises touch, then he grinds and I swear I feel him at my cervix.

“Rico!”

“This dick dangerous, Snow. Got you walking back on yo word. Next you’ll let me come all in this pussy. Can I do that? Can I be in yo skin in all the ways I want?”

I palm the back of his head and bring his lips to mine to avoid answering. In this moment, this second, I want him to come in me, and let the chips fall where they may. And the fucked up part is, I don’t even think it’s because I’m lovedrunk. I think I just want to play with fate regardless.

“Answer me, Snow!”

“Rico, please. Don’t stop.” I clench around him, drawing out a moan, thinking he will just put me out of my misery.

But he doesn’t. He raises off me, pulling out all the way to kneel on the bed.

“Spread your legs,” he commands, stroking himself. My hands wrap around the back of my knees, and Rico grunts as the first spurt of cum lands right on my clit.

I’m enraptured. My eyes locked on the white ropes landing all over my pussy. So much cum, he couldn’t have had sex between now and the last time we did. It brands me, marking me in a way I didn’t know I craved until right now.

He squeezes the last drop into his hand, then rubs it and the rest of his cum through my wet folds. Two fingers dip into me, before he scoops up his essence and brings it to my mouth.

Slowly, he feeds me his cum. And I swallow every drop, licking his fingers clean. Only then do I drop my knees to the bed, my chest heaving.

“I need some more pussy, Snow,” he rumbles, cupping my sex.

“Only if you stop avoiding me,” I huff.