Page 78 of Find Me on the Ice


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The water flows down her body, and I let myself take it in. The beads fall off of her breasts, and a stream runs down between her legs. Her hair is soaking wet, all pushed back. She is the sexiest and most beautiful woman I have ever seen.

“Don’t look at me like that,” she says as she takes my shampoo bottle and squirts some into her hands.

“Like what?” I tease.

“Like you’re thinking about last night,” she says as she massages the shampoo into her hair.

Placing my hand on my chest, I admit, “I’m not thinking about last night at all.”

She rinses her hair out and arches her back to get the top of her head, and I physically stop myself from reaching out to cup her perfect tits.

She ignores me for a moment before saying, “Then, what are you thinking about?”

Taking the conditioner bottle, I squeeze some out in my hand and signal for her to turn around.

She listens, and I rub the conditioner in my hands and then run it through her hair, giving her a little head massage while I do it.

“I was thinking about what you would look like while pressed against this shower wall.”

Gripping the sponge, she tries to turn around, but I catch her shoulders, stopping her. Sudsing the sponge up with body wash, I wash her back, rubbing the sponge in circles over her skin.

When I finish her back, I palm her asscheek in my hand and run the sponge over the other one. Releasing her cheek, I clean that one. I glide the sponge up her ass as I hook my fingers around her hip bone and pull her back into me. Her bare ass bounces against my dick. Gripping the sponge, I swipe it across her neck, down her shoulders, over her breasts and now-hardened nipples, and down her stomach.

I run my tongue down her wet neck and nip her shoulder. “Can’t forget to clean this.” Squeezing her hip, I rub the sponge between her legs. “That’s better, huh?”

She pulls out of my grasp and grabs the sponge from me, turning around to face me with parted lips and blown pupils.

“My turn,” is the only warning I get before she grips my already-hard erection.

She squeezes the sponge above it, letting the soap and bubbles soak my cock. She pumps me back and forth, ridiculously slow. As she continues that sweet torture, she cleans my shoulders, chest, and abs with the soapy sponge.

She mimics me and tells me to turn around as she says, “If this isn’t okay, please stop me.”

I consider it, not letting her touch my back. But if I’m ever going to let anyone, it’s going to be her. I want to share this with her. I want to share everything with her. No boundaries, no limits.

“It’s okay,” I assure her.

She places the sponge on the top of my spine and very slowly zigzags across my shoulder blades. My stomach flutters as she continues to clean my back. Letting her do this feels more intimate than anything we could ever do sexually. It feels like she’s washing my soul, cleansing the dark marks my dad left on me.

As she reaches the top of my ass, she leans in and presses a kiss against my back, which touches my fucking heart.

Facing her again, I cup her face in my hands and kiss her, parting her lips with my own and plunging my tongue into her mouth. Her tongue rocks against mine as her hands find my dick again.

Her lips leave mine, and I open my eyes to find a sight I wish I could revisit at will—her on her knees with her mouth open.

She flicks her tongue against my tip, and I rest my hands on the shower wall behind her, letting the water fall down my back from the rainfall showerhead.

“Fuck,” I groan as her tongue runs up my shaft.

Her eyes are locked on to mine as she takes my tip into her mouth and sucks. She grins right before taking half of it in her mouth, bouncing it off the back of her throat.

Then, as if a switch were flicked, she sucks me like she needs to survive. She takes as much as she can down her throat over and over.

“Fuck, baby. Just like that.” I grab her hair, wrapping it between my fingers. “You can take more than that.”

Pushing my hips forward, she does just that, taking my cock further down her throat until she gags. Pulling away and out of her mouth, I ease up, but she doesn’t. She grabs my dick and lifts it up while pumping, taking my balls in her mouth. She flicks her tongue against them and then sucks them deeper into her mouth.

“Fucking hell, Nikki. Yes, just like that. Come on, baby. You’re going to make me come,” I praise her.

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