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“Yes.” She fitted the sleep mask on her face, and darkness descended immediately. Bed strings groaned and shifted beneath her, reacting to Erez’s movements, the warmth of his body close by. A chamomile scented breath, and a warm, too short brush on her lips.
“Soon I’ll kiss you all over, but not in a particular order.”
“Sounds good.” Her voice came out breathy.
Her nipples were already pinched, pining for his touch, but she didn’t arch her back. Her naked pussy begged for Erez’s mouth, but she didn’t lift her pelvis. She stayed put and strained her ears, trying to guess what he would do next.
A frosty wetness touched her right nipple, making her jerk in surprise. Then her left nipple, freezing it into an aching pointy pebble. An arrow of pleasure shot through her when her right nipple melted, an unnaturally hot tongue swirling around it.
“Oh, goooood…”
She moaned as heat met her stiff left nipple, the sensation traveling all the way to her needy center. She wanted to touch herself, to relieve the pressure that had built, but she wouldn’t. She would be patient. He would lick and kiss and take care of her in new ways. Being blindfolded meant that she couldn’t be proactive, or to be expected to anticipate his needs. It was all about her needs, her pleasure. Tension slowly seeped away, leaving her body lax and so, so very ready.
“Erez…”
“Yes…”
“I think I want a tattoo.” It came out of her mouth as a sudden desire, but then she didn’t laugh or take it back.
“Oh? Of what?”
“I don’t know yet.”
“Where?” his deep voice asked. She felt a cold touch on her ribs and inhaled sharply. “Here?” Then came a lick on the same spot.
“Perhaps here?” An ice cube touched the inside of her elbow.
“Odd places.” She chuckled. “I don’t know yet.”
Her neck was kissed, her belly button, her lower belly, just above her pubic hair.
“Spread your thighs for me, Dafna.”
The order sent a gush of excitement between her legs. She obeyed, cool air reaching her damp, bare pussy. An ice-cold touch hit her heated clit. She jolted, inhaled, and ordered herself to be still. A searing mouth licked her slit, his unnaturally hot tongue crushing her clit, sending a stab of pleasure so strong that she jumped.
“How is your mouth so hot?” she huffed when she could talk.
“I sip a little tea before I lick you. Is it good?”
It was crazy good. And she understood why she needed to be blindfolded–the surprise enhanced the experience.
“It’s very good,” she told him. It could be a first for him too, so she added, because he might need her words, “The ice is good too. And…”
“And…?”
Fighting the need to tear off her mask and look at him, she told him, “And I trust you.”
“Thank you,” he whispered.
Ice cubes crackled, and her belly button received the cold treatment. An icy seep escaped and ran down her abdomen, her sensitized skin tracing every step of the drop’s slow, erotic journey. She shuddered when it trickled and hit her puffed clit.
A heated tongue licked her pussy, sending a jolt from the top of her head to her toes. An icy brief touch followed, then a lick of his tongue and a crush, as if he chewed the cube in his mouth. Another prolonged hot sweep hit her slit. She keened, arching her back, striving to get more.
“What is this sound? Are you in pain?” He laughed and licked again. Slurped tea noisily and clamped her center with his fiery mouth.
“Erez…” He loved hearing his name.
Hot and cold, ice and hot tea. A freezing touch, then a flaming stroke, her body becoming a tangled mess of nerves.
