Page 40 of Unwrapping Ember
I gather her into my arms and kiss her deeply, igniting a fire of passion that has been smoldering for far too long. It feels wrong; I know it does, but in this moment, I don’t give a fuck one bit. And neither does she. As desire consumes us, I understand that nothing will ever be the same again. Yet, in this special moment, I'm ready to cast aside all worries and surrender to the magnetic pull of Ember.
“Hmmm, should we have a little fun in the snow?” I tease, wiggling my brows as I graze the shell of her ear with my tongue, eliciting a delightful shiver from her.
“What kind of fun?” She asks, sparkles of intrigue dancing in her eyes.
I cup her ass, rocking her gently against my lap, thrusting my hips in playful invitation. Her eyes widen as she feels my warmth against her, and instinctively, her hands wrap around the back of my neck, as if anchoring herself.
“Oh,thatkind of fun.” She smirks, winking playfully.
“Why not? It’s just the two of us... I’ve never fucked around in the snow before, and it feels like a fucking eternity since I’ve connected with anyone,” I admit, my voice laced with a mix of vulnerability and longing.
I expect laughter, but she simply offers me a sweet smile, sliding her cold hands beneath my shirt, tracing my abs with her fingertips.
“Let me make you feel good then, Baine.” Leaning in, she kisses me, her lips trailing down to my neck, her mouth teasing me in a way that sends scintillating pleasure coursing through my veins.
As she straddles me, the snow beneath us forming a soft cushion, I’m acutely aware that I’ve succumbed to her intoxicating allure. Ember begins to unbutton my shirt, and instantly, consequences fade from my mind. Everything outside of this raw desire we share feels irrelevant. As we lose ourselves in the thrill of the moment, I realize nothing will be the same aftertonight. But for now, I want to indulge in the ecstasy of being with Ember and let everything else slip away.
Ember
The snow doesn't even faze me at the moment, and judging by Baine's expression, it's not bothering him either. Clad in our winter clothes, I straddle his lap, gently pushing him back against the snow. With a playful lift of his shirt, I reveal his sculpted body—a sight that makes my lips curl with desire. The way his rippling muscles flow down his chest and stomach beckons me to trace them with my tongue.
“See something you like, doll?” He teases.
“Oh, very much,” I reply, leaning down to capture his lips, my hand sliding down to his unbuttoned pants.
His breath hitches as I wrap my hand around him, stroking slowly and squeezing the wet tip. Our tongues dance together, desperately trying to devour one another as Baine tangles his fingers in my hair, tugging with a rough intensity. I let out a moan against his mouth, pressing myself closer to him as snowflakes swirl around us. His fingers find the hem of my skirt, lifting it over my hips while his lips graze my neck. The cold air mingles with the heat radiating from our bodies, creating a deliciouscontrast that heightens the moment. A shiver runs down my spine as he pulls me on top of him, our breaths visible in the crisp air.
“Fuck, I need you, Ember,” he murmurs.
“Then take me, Baine,” I whisper back.
He reaches between us as I rock against him, his fingers finding my sensitive clit and sending jolts of pleasure through my body. I can feel him hardening beneath me, and with an impetuous move, I swat his hand away and free him from the confines of his jeans.
“You’re ready, huh?” He asks, still tugging at my hair.
“Yes, I don’t care.” I lift myself slightly, guiding him to my entrance and sliding down fully until he fills me completely.
“Jesus Christ, doll. You’resodamn tight.”
“You’re only my third, Baine,” I whisper, watching his eyes widen in disbelief.
“You mean—”
“Yeah, exactly.”
His grin is dangerously sexy, igniting a fire within me that makes arousal drip down my inner thighs.
He grips my waist tightly, his thumbs pressing into my hips as I rest my hands on his chest, tilting my head back as the snowflakes dust all over my face. I grind against him, reveling in the fullness of him inside me.
The snow beneath us begins to melt, mingling with our warmth. Baine’s hands roam over my body, igniting every nerve, and I can feel the impending climax building within me. His cold fingers slip beneath my shirt, teasing a taut nipple, and I gasp as he pinches it, sending a wave of pleasure coursing through me.
“Mhm, yes,” I moan, but I can’t stop moving against him, my need driving me wild.
“Ember, I’m not going to last much longer,” he warns, his voice strained with lust.
I lean in for a breathless kiss, feeling the electric charge between us intensify. Our bodies move in a rhythm that feels heavenly, and I surrender to the pleasure enveloping me. As the peak of my orgasm approaches, I cling to him, letting the waves of ecstasy wash over me. I slide my hand up to his throat, switching to a slow, deep grind as he submits to my pace beneath me.
“Ah, fucking squeeze it, doll. Don't be afraid.”