When he came back to me, he skidded to a stop, sending an ice spray off over the side. "Is that showing off enough for you?" he asked, wrapping his arms around my waist and kissing me tenderly.
"Oh yeah. My man can skate alright," I confirmed, grinning at him.
"Mmm, say that again. I like that," he growled, in a husky sexy voice that made my insides tremble.
I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck and pulled him in close. "My man can skate," I purred seductively, looking into his eyes. I could feel the burning passion sizzling between us. He bent his knees so we were on the same level, held me tight and then stood back up, lifting me off my feet. He started to skate gently around the rink. I wrapped my legs around his waist while he skated around, occasionally doing small spins and changing to skate backwards. His eyes never left mine. It was the most erotic and sexy thing that had ever happened to me, and my whole body was yearning for him.
