Holiday Hockey Tale The Icebreaker's Impasse (By Ivory Row) novel Chapter 63

Easton

“May I?” She holds her hand out and I hand it over reluctantly. She moves it down my throat following with her mouth; that tongue of hers dragging lazily along. I close my eyes letting myself simply feel. It trails down my chest and over my abs. She slides back on my legs making me open my eyes to watch her hungrily. She’s getting more confident. She tugs on the waistband of my boxers and barely touches it to the tip of my erection before she leans down and lets her tongue slide around it slowly. “Fuuuckkk Luci.”

She smiles up at me. “Not what you had in mind?”

“Better. I was only planning to use it on you.” I pull her up until her face is level with mine.

“No fun in that.” She disagrees softly.

I kiss her while my fingers unhook her bra. While she’s distracted, I steal the mistletoe and run my fingers over it to ensure it’s all soft fabric. I slip it down the very front of her panties and she squirms a little. “Scratchy?” I ask worried, when I peel that corset off her.

“Just tickles.” She looks at me expectantly.

“Leave it there. The longer it stays in one spot, the longer you have to keep your tongue there. And mine will be there a while.” I promise her as I kiss over each breast. Gripping her ass with both hands, I pull her flush against me and she rocks her hips into mine. I groan as I continue sucking on one n****e. She grinds against me until I can’t take it anymore. I roll her onto her back and let my legs straddle over her thighs, keeping my weight off her. I practically rip her panties off her and toss the greenery to the floor. I lean over her and kiss her hard while I thrust two fingers inside her. She moans and her hips rise to meet my hand. “There you go sweetness. Ride my fingers. Show me how you want me to finger f**k you.” I curl them hard and she inhales sharply. She moves her hips faster and I match her. “Good girl. Take what you want from me.”

I continue to curl them, remembering the first time I did this. “You like how I touch you. Only I get to touch you like this, understand?”

“Ye….yesss.” She pants out.

“Whose girl are you sweetness?” I growl.

“Yo…yours, only yours.” She answers moaning. She’s close and I thrust faster.

“That’s what you want. Come for me sweetness.” I command softly as she tenses up. When she comes, she screams softly and I remove my fingers, watching her face as she catches her breath. My fingers trail slowly up her thighs, tracing circles over them.

“You have no idea how you look when you come for me, my good sweet girl. It does something; knowing my touch gives you that much pleasure. How you scream so perfectly for me.” She rubs her lips together as she listens. I rake my eyes down her and settle on her thighs, tightly pressed together. “You like the way I talk to you. You’re trying to hide how wet it makes you. Trying to hide my p***y from me. Spread your legs sweetness and let me taste you now. Let me lap you up and make you scream my name again. Reinforce exactly who you belong to.” I growl and she slowly parts her trembling thighs. “Dripping baby. I’ll take care of that. You’ll be a good girl and let me take my time.” I let my fingers drag lazily over her clit.

She moans softly before whispering my name. “Matter of fact sweetness, let’s try something new.” I reach over and snag my tie off the chair. “You trust me Luci?”

“Always.”

“Stretch your arms above your head with your wrists touching. I’m going to tie your hands to the bed.” I give her a minute. All she has to say is no. “Would you like to try that sweetness? Let you be helpless at my direction while I f**k you.” I hover over her dipping my head level with her ear. “You can refuse Luci. Your choice is always my goalie. Do you understand that? You can trust me baby. And even if you agree initially, you can always tell me to stop. I need to know you understand that sweetness.”

“I know. I trust you Easton.”

I loop the tie to make two openings and slip one over her left wrist. I thread it behind the railing and then attach it to the other side. “Too tight?”

She shakes her head, biting her lip. “Are you more turned on, sweetness?”

“Yes.” She admits softly.

“Don’t be afraid to tell me what you want, Luci. You should feel more than empowered to use your voice with me. I’ll always listen. We’ll work on that.” I lean back and take a long look at her. “Back to tradition to appease the mistletoe laws.” I tease and bury my face between her legs. I suck her clit hard and she moans my name perfectly. I look up to see her back arching as I add my fingers back inside her. I drag my teeth along the sensitive bundle and she bucks her hips while I flutter my tongue against it.

“f**k, you have such a wicked mouth.” She manages to say right before, I nip her again and she screams falling apart. I grin as I reach for the condom and waste no time rolling it on. My girl doesn’t use that word often.

I lean over her as I thrust inside her in one quick motion. “EASTON!” She shouts.

“Must have been a good f*****g orgasm for you to have said that.”

She nods, staring at me desperately as her wrists pull against the restraint. I eye it with a question. “It’s fine.” She whispers before I continue setting an unrelenting pace.

“Are you desperate to touch me, Luci?” I demand as her eyes roll back in her head when she comes.

“Yes.”

“Then tell me how you want me to f**k you and I’ll untie them. Do you want me to go nice and slow or do you want it rough and hard?” I ask her, my breathing ragged. I want to push her a little.

“Rough and hard. That’s what I want.” She demands.

“That’s my girl. I love when you demand something. So f*****g hot when you do that.” I stretch up and loosen the knot. Her hands immediately dive through my hair and tug my face to hers.

She kisses me almost frantically. When she stops, I keep my lips against hers to whisper “I love you Luci. Tell me if it’s too much.”

“I will. I love you.”

I sit up on my knees and put her legs on my shoulders before slamming into her. I pause after one but she seems fine. I slam into her over and over until she starts chanting my name. “Let go Luci.” Her fingers grip my thighs as she screams and I groan letting myself come with her.

Her eyes slowly open once she’s caught her breath and I move to lay on my side facing her.

She pecks my lips gently as she turns toward me.

Spent, we both lay there silent for a few minutes.

“Where did you learn to do that with your tie?” She asks curiously as I comb my fingers through her hair.

“We learned how to tie lots of knots as kids. Hockey players fight. We have no problem going after someone. I learned that ties and belts can be used if you’ve got to restrain someone to wait for the police after a game. Like when one thought he’d ambush Becker with a metal pipe near the team bus. We knocked him unconscious, but the cops had all cleared out. Two neckties work pretty well around wrists as a deterrant. Works well on Luci too.” I add teasingly.

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