DEFROSTING MS. BLAKE
Sandy Lynn
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Nicole Blake is known as the 'Ice Queen' to her coworkers. She diligently separates work and play, and is known for being fair as well as she is known for being uptight. But when she gets home, she sheds her professional exterior and becomes 'Kitty' an anonymous lady on the internet that is allowed to have all the fun she wants.
Conner has lusted after Nicole since the first time he laid eyes on her. When he finally sees her let her hair down, he becomes even more entranced. But after they spend the night together, he has a secret. He knows Nicole is Kitty, because he is 'T'. They've been flirting online for months. At first he doesn't know how to tell her the truth, but in time he becomes reluctant. He's fought hard to get Nicole to open up to him, will his confession rip them apart?
Ice Queen by day, netkttn39 by night. But her secret identity has been discovered. And now Conner wants to know how he can begin Defrosting Ms. Blake.
“Nice place,” she complimented him sitting down on his burgundy sofa.
“Thank you.” Now that she was here, he felt awkward; like he was fifteen again.
“Why don't you join me,” she invited.
Conner hesitated. He knew he should take her into the bedroom and do the gentlemanly thing, sleeping out on the couch.
Yeah, right, like I'd get any sleep knowing that she was tucked between my sheets…
“Nicole,” he started, but again she wouldn't allow him to finish.
“You're thinking too much again,” she stood up and glided over to where he still stood. “Let's see if we can't fix that, shall we?”
His breath caught in his throat as her hands slid over his shirt to his shoulder, tugging his jacket off as they moved down his arms.
“Feeling better yet?” she asked, playfully.
Conner could only nod as he watched her.
Nicole's eyes left his face as she began to slowly unbutton his shirt.
His eyes drifted shut from the sheer pleasure of her touch as her lips kissed every new inch of flesh that she exposed. She pulled his shirt out of his pants and, took a moment to tease his nipples with her nails before she dropped his shirt to the floor.
“You have the most beautiful chest. Not too much hair, but not completely bare either. Just the way I like it,” she told him, her palms flat against his chest, a second before she lightly bit his nipple.
He couldn't stop the half-gasp, half-moan that escaped his mouth.
“And your arms,” her voice trailed off as she moved her hands to his shoulders, then slid them down his biceps. “I love muscular arms.”
He opened his eyes, watching her face as she continued to caress his body. Her hands made their way down to his pants. She managed to unbutton them and had the zipper halfway down before he stopped her.
“What about you? Do I get to see you too?” he asked watching her face.
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