A shy, good - looking bartender with a famous father and an upcoming figure skater, who can't fight her lust for him...
Mona and Edison are perfect for each other.
All the mature scenes from Dancing On Thin Ice , here.
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I wasn't sure she would like my gift, plus I was feeling extremely nervous about skating after all these years, especially by her side...
What I said about knowing how to skate was true; growing up next to my father was like a school that taught me everything about figure skating.
...But it had been seven years since I last touched the ice with my blades and I was terrified of the thought that I could embarrass myself in front of Mona, who was indeed skillful.
My stress was growing bigger by the minute and I was about to go and tell her to take a rain check...
...But then I saw her.
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My knees got weak by the sight of Mona in the dress I gifted her.
And just when I thought that it was impossible for her to ever be more beautiful than she already was, she comes with her ice skates on and proves me wrong! I'm confused, flushed and I seriously don't think I can keep my hands to myself, or dance with her without feeling aroused for that matter.
Her angelic face sends my dirty thoughts away, as she looks directly into my eyes, which is not really helping my almost uncontrollable urge to grab her and kiss her until the sun sets...
She has a shiny smile full of happiness. Tenderness. It's obvious that this woman belongs on ice.
This is where she's supposed to be. Her nature. Her destiny.
The dress was a perfect fit. It was hugging every curve of her delicate body in the most dashing, yet delicious way possible...
Despite the cold weather, her cheeks have a hint of blush - way less than mine- that is driving me insane.
She is mesmerizing. But most importantly? She is mine.
-Thank you for the dress, Ed. I love it.
-You deserve it. And you look breathtaking!
-So what now?
-Now we skate.
MONA'S POV:
...And before I could think of my next words, Edison was so close to me that I could feel his hot breath on my lips.
He was holding me tight by the waist and I was suddenly unable to breathe again, just by the sense of his touch.
With a quick move that caught me off- guard, I was flipped over.
Chills mixed with excitement started filling my body, over the thought of how I loved his hidden dominant side.
I felt his hips letting loose while moving in a slow rhythmic sync, his grip never leaving my waist...That's when I realized that this was his way of inviting me to join him in this rhythmic movement.
