Hands Off The Ice King novel Chapter 77

Chapter 77

Hope’s POV

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A part of me wanted to push him away, but a bigger part of me wanted to stay in his arms-especially when he was kissing me so good. His mouth moved with a hunger that made my head spin, tongue sliding against mine.

I forgot about his possible injuries when he pulled me into his lap. The sudden shift made me gasp against his lips, my thighs straddling his as the chair creaked beneath us.

He groaned low in his throat, the sound vibrating through his chest and straight into mine, and I pulled away for a moment, looking at him with concern.

“Does it hurt?” I muttered, my fingers still tangled in the fabric of his undershirt.

I was surprised when he laughed, his head tilting back, showing off his Adam’s Apple. The deep, rumbling sound filled the space, and I frowned when he continued laughing, like this was a laughing situation.

My cheeks burned hotter under his amusement.

“What?” I asked, shifting slightly on his lap, feeling the solid press of his thighs beneath me.

“Nothing,” he muttered, his eyes sparkling with something darker than humor. “How the fuck are you so cute right now?”

Before I could respond, he placed his hand behind my neck and began kissing me again, but this time, his lips began trailing down my neck.

The first press of his mouth against the sensitive skin there sent a shiver racing down my spine.

He didn’t rush it-he took his time, lips parting to suck gently at the spot just below my ear, then lower, where my pulse fluttered wildly.

I couldn’t help the soft moan that escaped me, the sound slipping out as he latched on with more pressure, teeth grazing lightly before he sucked harder, marking me.

The wet heat of his mouth worked in slow circles, pulling the blood to the surface, and another moan built in my throat.

Levi didn’t stop. His obsession with my neck was clear in every pull of his lips, every suck that left a fresh bruise blooming.

He moved to the other side, nipping at the curve where my shoulder met my neck, then sucking deeply, the pull of his mouth sending sparks straight between my legs.

I moaned again, my hips twitching involuntarily against him, and he hummed in approval.

“Levi,” I muttered, my voice shaky, “It’s going to show. I still have to work tomorrow.”

But he didn’t say anything. Instead, he doubled down, lips sealing over a new spot, tongue flicking out to soothe before he sucked again, harder, leaving another dark mark that I knew would be impossible to hide.

My moans grew more frequent, each one spilling out as he claimed more of my neck, alternating between gentle kisses and intense suction that made my toes curl.

After what felt like an eternity of his mouth on my neck, he pulled back just enough to look at me, his breathing ragged. His eyes were dark, pupils blown wide with desire.

“Can I take off our clothes?” he asked, voice rough.

I blushed because it truly had been a while since I had sex, heat flooding my face and chest at the directness of it.

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Chapter 77

55 voushey

I shook my head in response. He frowned, concern seen across his features, and was about to pull away, his hands loosening their hold as he respected the boundary without hesitation.

I guess he really valued consent, which made him even hotter in my eyes.

“You first,” I muttered.

The smirk on his lips returned as he nodded.

He’s wearing hockey gear at the bottom, the bulky pads and protective layers still in place.

He shifted me slightly so he could reach down. He finally removed his tight compression shirt, placing his muscles on fall display.

He worked slowly, like he was torturing me on purpose, stripping down layer by layer until he was in just his underwear, the black fabric stretched tight over his hips and thighs. My eyes traced the lines of his abs, the V that disappeared into his waistband, and I swallowed hard.

Then he reached for the protective cup, fingers hooking into the front of his underwear to ease it out. The motion was slow as he removed it, setting it aside.

I stared there, unable to look away from the obvious outline of his cock, thick and hard, straining against the thin material. The sight made my mouth go dry, heat pooling between my legs as I took in how big he looked, even confined like that.

“Your turn,” he muttered, eyes locked on mine with that intense gaze.

And I felt so shy. My hands hesitated at the hem of my blouse, fingers fumbling with the buttons as a wave of self- consciousness washed over me.

This was happening inside my workplace. Anyone could walk by, could hear the soft sounds I’d already made.

But when Levi looked at me with a dark gaze, heavy with want and patience all at once, I didn’t know what to do except keep going.

His eyes followed every movement, encouraging without pressure, and I peeled off my blouse, letting it fall to the floor. Next came my jeans, unzipped and pushed down my hips until I stood in just my underwear, the simple black bra and panties feeling suddenly too revealing under his stare.

He curses, the word slipping out. “Fuck,” he muttered, his eyes raking over me, taking in the way my skin flushed pink under his attention, the faint marks already forming on my neck from his earlier attention.

He pulls me into his lap again, strong hands gripping my waist to settle me back against him. Our mouths met once more, the kiss deeper this time, tongues tangling as his hands roamed.

One slid up to my chest, cupping my breast through the bra, fingers massaging the soft flesh that made my nipple harden

under the fabric.

I moaned into his mouth, my back arching into his touch. I felt how freaking hard he was beneath me, his cock pressing insistently against my core through the thin layers separating us, the heat of him searing even through his underwear.

He continued kissing, lips moving from my mouth back to my neck for another round of sucking and marking, pulling fresh moans from me as he worked a new bruise into the skin just above my collarbone.

But then I felt something by my entrance, and it was his finger, sliding along the edge of my panties, pressing lightly against the damp fabric.

His finger pressed a little firmer, circling the sensitive spot, and the sensation made my thighs tremble around him.

When he finally inserted one finger, it was then that it became clear.

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