Page 20 of Pucking Snowed In With My Ex

“Yeah.” Cupping her face, I moved her long hair out of the way and could feel her trembling under my fingers.

Her eyes slowly focused, and a dark possessiveness overcame me as I pulled Skye up my body and rolled us over, kissing her hard. Whatever she’d been dreaming about, I wanted to wipe it from her mind. She was stiff for only a moment, then moaned and melted into my touch. My tongue toyed with hers, sweeping her mouth and tasting every last inch of what I’d craved for the last three years. Skye owned my soul. It had been bought and paid for, and it was clear I was never getting it back and I didn’t want to.

“I missed you,” I said, letting her get a breath and then attacking her mouth again—the desire to protect and claim her as mine coursed through my body. Skye met my desperation with her own. I could feel it in the way she held and moved under me. Her kiss begged me to understand everything she couldn’t say.

“I missed you, too,” she said as I broke the kiss and nipped down the side of her neck. Every gasp and moan was music to my ears. My hands slid up under the hoodie she’d borrowed, and I shuddered with the feel of her warm skin. Everything about her felt like home. She’d always been my forever, and despite the hurt and time apart, nothing had changed. It only took being forced into the same room for a day to realize how much I still loved her. I needed the truth, but to get to it, I needed Skye to feel safe and her faith in us restored. There was no ordering the truth out of her that was obvious.

Her fingers drew soft lines down my back, and all my muscles tightened. Grabbing my ass, she pulled me harder into her body, and I groaned, wanting to be inside of her. Her labored breaths and desperate kisses as she arched up were all I needed to know she felt the same way.

Her unruly blonde hair on my pillow looked like it had been caught in a breeze and matched the wildness in her eyes. Her warmth seeped into me, and I didn’t want whatever was rekindling between us to end.

I pushed myself onto my arms and loved how her eyes flared with passion. She touched my flexed shoulders and traced the lines of muscle. She made me feel special. No awards I’d won, teams I’d made, or even making my ultimate goal of the NHL compared to what that look in her eyes did to me. She fed my soul in a way that only she could.

“Take the hoodie off,” I said, and watching her wiggle it up and off her head was adorable. “You are so fucking stunning. I will never grow tired of this view,” I said, taking in her beauty. Her nipples pressed against her tank top, tempting me and making my mouth water.

“You’ve always been a sweet talker,” she said with a shy smile.

“And I always meant it.” I kissed her chin and stood to get rid of my flannel pants. “Get rid of the tank, then roll over onto your stomach,” I ordered. She bit her lip before doing as I said. Fuck she made me so hard. It was unbelievable how much I wanted her.

Grabbing the blankets, I pulled them down enough to hook my fingers in the waistband of her p-jay bottoms. It was a sweet torture to slowly pull them down and reveal her adorable ass and tight legs. She wiggled back and forth, spiking the need already raging through my body.

Crawling between her legs, I pushed them further apart and could see the glistening of her arousal. I licked at her delicate folds and devoured every moan. Slipping my finger into her, she whimpered, and I smirked as she grabbed a pillow to muffle the noise.

“You like that, Sugar?”

“Yes.”

“Then fuck my finger. Pleasure yourself,” I said, rubbing Skye’s clit with my other hand. She shuddered, and my cock throbbed. I swirled my tongue around as she began to move, and I loved when she reached the point that she was no longer shy. She pressed back into my face, pushing my tongue deeper into her along with my finger.

“That’s it, come for me. Come all over my fingers and tongue.”

“Oh god, Cal,” she cried out the sound muffled from under the pillow as her walls tightened. Her body bucked back hard as she moaned and then froze in place as she came, and I groaned at the sweet taste of her on my tongue. I nipped at her ass, and it flexed as my teeth left little indents. Fuck I loved this ass. I loved everything about her.

Crawling up her body, I placed kisses all along her back. “Sugar, I have missed you so much it hurts.”

She lifted her head and looked over her shoulder at me, her eyes glossy from her release and a wistful smile curling up her lip. Smoothing the hair away from her face, I captured her lips and slid my cock between the crack of her ass. Her breath caught, and I swallowed the trapped moan down.

I rocked my hips, driving her crazy. The little frustrated noises made me smile as I continued to tease her.

“Do you want something, Sugar?” I nipped at her ear.

“Yes.”

“Are you sure? You don’t seem that interested.” The glare she gave me was priceless. “I can go back to sleep if you prefer?”

“Don’t you dare,” Skye growled, and I was ready to come.

Pulling my hips back, I nudged at her but purposely only pushed the tip in. Skye gasped and wiggled under me.

“Please,” she begged and tried pushing back into me.

“Please, what?” I continued to tease her mercilessly until she was bucking her hips, trying to get closer.

“Please fuck me,” she said, her voice strained, and I knew another orgasm wouldn’t be too far away. Skye got off on being teased, and I loved teasing her. The longer I could prolong our pleasure, the happier I was, but all the rubbing against her sexy ass had me ready to explode.

I growled, sucking the side of her neck as I pushed into her body. Nothing came close to this feeling. Skye moaned as I came to a stop and savored the hot, wet feel of her pussy tightening around my cock.

“Do you have any idea what you do to me?” I whispered. “What you’ve always done to me?”