Page 91 of Ice Covered Heart

Literally stopped just when she was getting to the good part. Why? To torture him? He already felt plenty tortured.

“Why did you stop kissing me?” she asked.

“Because if I hadn’t stopped, I would have stripped you. Lifted you high against the wall, gotten you to throw those sexy legs over my shoulders, and I would have fucked you with my tongue. Right here. Right…now.”

Her breath came faster. “You…you can’t do that. You can’t lift me that high. It—it won’t even work. You can’t get me on the wall that way.”

His brows shot up. She doubted him? Oh, but he liked a challenge. “Bet me.”

“You can’t lift me that high.” Shelby seemed stuck on that part. “You can’t hold me up there. You can’t⁠—”

Oh, but he could. “Sweetheart…”

She swallowed.

“Don’t push me right now.” His hands still pressed against the wall. “I can.” Her light weight was nothing compared to what he could lift. What he did lift pretty much every single day in his workouts.

Her lashes swept down, concealing her eyes.

He should back away. They both needed to cool the hell down. Then⁠—

“Prove it.”

His heart slammed into his chest. Hard. “Shelby?”

Her lashes swept up. Her gaze met his. No fear. No hesitation. Just…need. For him. “Prove it.”

Fuck, fuck, fuck. His hands flew to her waist. He unhooked her jeans, unzipped them. Hauled her jeans and her silky panties down even as he yanked away her tennis shoes and socks. In seconds, she was bare from the waist down.

Then he lifted her up. High. Easily. So very easily. Hunter curled his hands around her waist. Raised her up higher even as his eyes remained locked on hers.

She sucked in a breath.

“Legs over my shoulders,” he ordered.

She slid her legs over his shoulders and he…dropped his gaze. Smiled at the prize in front of him. And took what he wanted. His lips pressed to her. His tongue lashed against her. He licked, he sucked, he plundered her with his mouth. Over and over. Taking. Taking.

He felt her thighs trembling around him. He licked her harder. Deeper. His tongue swept over her as he greedily went after every single drop of her, only to then go back and suck hard on her clit. He devoured.

She came.

Against his mouth. Pinned to the wall. Hoisted up. With her legs spread, tossed over his shoulders. With him tasting and taking and driving her into that orgasm.

She cried out his name. Her body sagged as she seemed to go boneless.

Another lick. This one just to say…

Mine.

And he pulled her back down against him. Caught her in his arms and knew he wasn’t getting far from that spot. Fuck, no, far was an impossibility. His dick was too hard. Too eager.

Her feet touched the floor. Her body shuddered. Her breath heaved.

He unsnapped and unzipped his jeans. Shoved them and his boxers out of the way. His dick thrust toward her, and he paused just long enough to haul a condom out of his wallet. He ripped open the packet with his teeth. Reached down to put on the condom.

“Let me?” Breathy, sexy.

Shelby took the condom packet from him. Her fingers trembled as she prepared to put the condom on him. But, she hesitated.