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“Good girl,” he said, a caress in his tone instead of the patronizing one that usually accompanied those words. “Tell me, Oakley. Are you natural down there? Smooth? What would I feel if it were my fingers rubbing your pussy right now?”
The words sent a hot shiver from the crown of her head down to her toes. She swiped her tongue along her lower lip. “Trimmed.”
A pleased sound rumbled through the phone. “Gorgeous. I’m there with you now, baby, inhaling your scent and feeling how aroused you are against my fingers. You feel me?”
She let her fingers slide along her flesh. “I feel you, Pike, can imagine you inside me.”
“Fuck,” he breathed. “Get rid of your top and then take that glass dildo off the ice. Bring it with you to the bed.”
Her blood pumped harder. She wanted to keep stroking herself, already a hundred times closer to release than she had been when she’d tried on her own the first time. But she also wanted this game, wanted to obey him. She rolled out of bed to tug off her cami and grab the toy out of the now melted ice. The water was still freezing cold though and the minute she had the glass in her hand, goose bumps broke out on her skin. She heard movement on his end of the phone.
She lay back down on the bed. “I’ve got it.”
“Hold it above you and let the water drip onto your nipples,” he said, his voice like warm, stroking hands against her.
She hesitated for a breath. Tomorrow she’d probably regret this. But right now, her hormones were overtaking her logic, her nipples going hard and achy at the thought of the stimulation. She lifted the glass above her and fat, freezing droplets splashed onto her chest. She arched and her breath caught. “God.”
“Feels almost painful against your hot skin, doesn’t it?” he asked, grit in his voice. “I grabbed an ice cube from my water glass and am doing the same thing.”
She squeezed her eyes shut, imagining him there, dragging ice across his chest, those tan, flat nipples glistening. If she were with him, she’d chase the drops with her tongue, lap at his skin, nibble at that muscular torso of his.
“You know what’s next, baby. I want that smooth cock inside you.”
She groaned. “It’s freezing cold.”
“That’s the idea. Spread your legs and push it in slow. I want to hear you, want to picture how sexy you look sliding it in.”
Oakley was burning with a steady heat now, but not from shame or embarrassment. Those emotions had exited the building a long time ago with her good sense in tow. No, this was pure anticipation and arousal. She brought the toy down between her spread thighs and touched it to her clit. She gasped at the bitter cold.
But it wasn’t painful. Just shocking, sending all of her senses on high alert. She dragged the head of it lower and found her entrance. The contrast of heat to cold made her muscles clench. “It’s going to burn.”
“Take it for me, mama. Heat it up inside you. Let it make you feel good.”
After forcing herself to breathe and relax, she pushed the toy into her cleft, the slickness of her arousal easing the way. She cried out at the icy invasion.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she panted, all the while easing it deeper, her nerve endings lighting up and sending sensation radiating through her body.
Pike groaned. “That voice of yours is going to kill me. You’re driving me crazy.”
Her body stretched and protested. It’d been years since she’d had anything bigger than her fingers inside herself. She’d had yet to try out the dildo she’d bought. But God, the cold lit her on fire in the best way possible. Everything coiled, alive and awake, her nipples straining and her thigh muscles tensing.
“Tell me how it feels,” Pike said, his words strained enough to let her know he was touching himself as well.
She breathed through the initial wave of sensation, pumping the smooth glass inside her. “It’s waking everything up. It feels … damn. Painfully good.”
“Stroke your clit, baby. Take everything you need to make it feel good.”
She didn’t need to be told twice. “Tell me what you’re doing.”
“The ice is melting on my chest, making a mess, and I’ve got my fist around my dick with my other hand stroking my balls.”
“You like them played with?” she asked, her words choppy as she brought herself right to the edge of orgasm and held there.
“I do. I like it kind of rough. Squeezing, tugging, dragging your nails over them. When you suck me off, feel free to explore. Nothing’s off limits.”
She smiled even as her head tilted back, release hovering. “So sure I’m go
ing to have your cock in my mouth one day, huh?”
