Page 40 of Ice Cold Hearts
He holds his hands up in surrender. “I’ll take your word for it.”
“Good,” I say smugly. “I am an expert, after all.”
“You and that smart mouth.” Alexei shakes his head. “We’re going to have to fix that.” He shoves me back down on the bed. “Hands and knees. Now.”
The pleased hum he makes when I immediately comply makes my legs shake.
“Since you were such a good girl, I’ll let you pick. Ian or Oliver?” he asks.
I turn to look back at him. “For what?”
He slaps my ass, and I moan.
“Ian or Oliver?” His voice is stern.
I’m tempted to refuse to answer to see what he’ll do, but my curiosity gets the better of me. I close my eyes, and the first thing that comes to mind is how Ian’s lips felt when they were wrapped around my clit.
“Ian,” I breathe.
“You heard the lady,” Alexei says.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see Ian slip out of his slacks before he moves in front of me.
There’s no other word for him but beautiful. Every line of his body looks like it had been copied from a Grecian statue… with one significant difference. I had felt his hard length through his clothing, but feeling and seeing are two very different things.
“Well, are you going to put those lips of yours to use or is Ian going to have to fuck your mouth without your help?” Alexei demands.
“Fuck,” I gasp.
“Her pussy’s dripping just from the thought of you in her mouth,” Alexei tells him.
The moan Ian makes has me desperate to do anything I can to hear it again. I feel him shudder as I wrap my lips around him. When I find a rhythm he likes, his hands slide into my hair.
Something warm drops onto my back, and I'm overwhelmed by the scent of vanilla. I moan around Ian's cock, making him swear under his breath.
“Good?” Alexei asks.
“Mmm-hmm,” I respond.
“If the wax or anything else gets to be too much, use your safe word. Do you remember it?” he prompts.
Reluctantly, I slide my lips off Ian’s cock and turn my head to face him.
“Yes.” I can't help but roll my eyes.
He slaps my ass hard enough to make me cry out.
“Roll your eyes at me again and I'll have you over my knee. What's the safe word, Kitten? Or we stop right now.”
“Merlot,” I sigh. “Alexei, I'm a big girl. I know how to say no, and I will if I want to. You told me I belong to you, so stop being such a fucking gentleman and use me.”
“And if that means letting me take this ass while Oliver fucks that pretty pussy and Ian does the same to your mouth, what would you say to that?” he challenges.
The thought of them filling me with their cocks sends shockwaves of pleasure through me, and I nearly come from just the thought of it.
I swallow hard. “I would say get over here and fuck me already.”
Alexei mutters something in Russian. I have no clue what he said, but the tone makes my toes curl.