Page 72 of Hot As Ice

“Take your shirt off,” I tell him between kisses.

“What’s the magic word?”

“Please?” I glide my hands onto his pecs. “I want to see you.”

He pulls back and pulls his shirt over his head, dropping it onto the floor. I lean in and slide my tongue along his collarbone, then suck on the skin between his neck and shoulder. Feeling bold, I tug at the button of his jeans, undoing it.

Hunter puts his hand on the back of my head and guides me back to his lips. We kiss for long minutes, languorous, drugging kisses that make me feel intoxicated. I’m so horny, I can feel my pussy dripping.

Suddenly, Hunter lets go of me. I open my eyes to find him staring at my pussy. I spread my legs further.

“Touch yourself,” he says, voice thick.

“W-what?”

“Touch yourself. I want to watch.”

“I want you to touch me.”

“You do what I say, sweetheart.”

“But I⁠—”

“Do it, Stevie. Now.”

Taking a deep breath, I place one hand behind me on the counter to brace myself and slide the other one down my belly towards my core. A sudden wave of embarrassment and shyness comes over me.

“Hunter, I don’t want⁠—”

“I said now.”

Slowly, I put my fingers on my pussy, feeling its wetness. Hunter puts his hands on my knees and spreads me wide. There’s no hiding under the bright lights of the bathroom, but he’s looking at me with such hunger that it makes me feel beautiful and wild.

I close my eyes and touch myself, rubbing my clit and imagining Hunter entering me with his big, hard cock. My lips part as I moan, picturing all the things I wish he would do to me. I rub my clit faster and harder, remembering the last time we were together and how good he made me feel, how hard he made me come.

I’m so close, about to come and⁠—

My hand is slapped away from my pussy right before the orgasm hits. My eyes fly open. “Hey, why⁠—”

Hunter grabs my hips and pulls me towards him, leaning down and burying his face between my thighs. The first slide of his tongue against my pussy makes me sees stars. I’m leaning back with both hands braced behind me, head thrown back, fully lost to the mind-blowing pleasure.

He’s sucking on my clit and making my hips rise off the counter. I’m moaning and crying out as he thrusts his tongue inside me and then sucks on my clit again. The orgasm is building and bubbling up inside me and I can’t wait to come. I spread my legs as my body tenses and my back arches, waiting for that final delicious moment.

Then Hunter pulls away again.

I make a noise of extreme frustration and hit his chest with my fist. “Hey!”

He just laughs and wipes his mouth. “Don’t expect an apology. I said I was going to punish you, remember?”

“Hunter,” I whine. “It’s not fair.”

He chuckles and unzips his jeans. “Maybe I’ll let you come this time.” He pulls his jeans and boxer briefs down. His cock seems even bigger than I remember, thick and hard and glistening at the tip. I bite down hard on my lower lip.

He wraps his fingers around his cock and strokes himself. “You want this?”

I nod, licking my lips.

“In your pussy or in your mouth?”