One Night in the Ice Storm by Noelle Adams Read Free Book Online

here, and I want
to help you.”
    Her
lips parted unconsciously at the tenderness of the words, and maybe he took it
as an invitation.
    He
drew her head down toward his until their lips met. It wasn’t demanding or
intrusive—just gentle and almost needy.
    She
couldn’t help but respond as feeling and sensation swelled up inside her with
the brush of his lips.
    She
shifted enough to bring one hand up so she could stroke his face, loving the
texture of his bristles against her palm.
    He
deepened the kiss slowly, sliding his tongue along the contour of her lips and
slipping one hand down to rub the small of her back and then lower to her
bottom.
    She
shifted in pleasure, opening her mouth to feel him more deeply and rubbing her
breasts against his chest.
    “Rachel,”
he said thickly, when he finally pulled away but just to press soft little
kisses on the corners of her mouth. “Rachel, how’s your ankle?”
    The
laughter hit her so suddenly she giggled helplessly against his mouth.
    He
smiled into one last brief kiss as his arms tightened around her. “Despite how
that sounded, I wasn’t intending to change the subject. I just meant I don’t
want you to do anything to hurt your ankle.”
    “My
ankle isn’t acutely involved in this process.”
    With
a huff of amusement, he turned them both over so she was on her back and he was
on top of her. “Good.” He leaned down into another kiss.
    Rachel
shifted beneath him as their embrace intensified, and, when she’d freed one of
her legs, she wrapped it around his hip, needing to feel his hard body against
the delicious ache between her legs.
    She
heard him make a rough noise low in his throat, and he broke from her mouth to
bury his face in the crook of her neck. “Rachel,” he murmured, mouthing the
throbbing pulse at her throat. “Rachel, if you’re going to stop, please let me
know now.”
    Her
head spun and her body pulsed and David was the only thing in the world that
she wanted.
    She
knew it was wrong. It was foolish. It would make everything so much harder.
    At
the moment, she couldn’t bring herself to care.
    She
adjusted until she found the bulge at his groin and rubbed herself against it
shamelessly. “I’m not going to stop.”

Four
     
    Rachel still had all
her clothes on, but she couldn’t remember ever being so aroused in her life.
    She’d
been completely into it when she and David had sex the first time, responding
easily to his touch and his kisses, but she’d also been really inexperienced
and nervous—both things distracting her a little from pure enjoyment of her
physical responses. She’d had sex since then. Not with a huge number of men,
since she’d only ever had sex with men she was dating seriously. She’d had
plenty of decent sex, though. Even really good sex.
    It
had never felt like this—like if she didn’t have David right now she
would actually implode.
    He
seemed to feel the same way, since his mouth and his hands became immediately
more demanding. She loved how strong he was, how much tension she could feel in
his lean body. She squirmed against it, seeking stimulation wherever she could.
    With
a hoarse gasp, he broke out of the kiss and edged his body up away from hers
slightly. “Hold on a second,” he rasped.
    She
made an impatient sound and pressed against his erection again. “I don’t want
to hold on a second.”
    He
groaned almost helplessly as she ground herself against him. “Me either. But we
need a condom, don’t we?”
    She
cursed under her breath and controlled herself enough to relax her body and
lower the leg that had been wrapped around him. “Yeah. We better.”
    “I
don’t have any with me. Are there any in the house?”
    She
doubted it, since Brad didn’t live here anymore, unless he’d hidden some away
in a dark corner back in high school. She kind of liked that David didn’t
habitually carry condoms around with him, since it seemed to indicate he wasn’t
in the habit of having sex at the