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HOLLY
“Mmmmmm…”
I writhed warmly across the sheets, pulling my restraints tight. Feeling my wrists straining against the handcuffs… each one tied off to a different corner of my bed.
“You like that?”
I nodded, dreamily. Brody’s tongue swirled again, ever-so-lightly tracing the outer edge of my nipple. He was barely touching it with the tip — just enough to make it stiff and hard. Enough to make my ache for him to end the torment, by closing his hot mouth over it.
“What about this?”
Now his mouth did close over it, his lips all flush and warm. But inside…
“OH!”
I felt a sudden cold sting on the tip of my nipple. A blast of icy numbness that could only be one of the cubes from my freezer.
“Awww… Holy shit…”
The combination of hot and cold was uniquely pleasurable. It caused me to writhe some more as he alternated between sucking and licking and teasing me with his ice-filled mouth.
“Now this.”
His mouth disappeared, and I felt nothing but the ice cube. Brody was holding it pinched between his fingers. Rubbing it in slow, teasing circles around my areola.
God…
Or at least, that’s what I envisioned he was doing. I couldn’t be absolutely certain, because for the last twenty minutes I’d been totally blindfolded.
“More?”
My body jumped as my other breast was suddenly stimulated. A second ice cube joined in, overwhelming my senses. My nipples screamed! Pointing skyward, they begged for the heat of my lover’s hot mouth.
“Brody…”
Around and around went the ice, melting against the heat of my skin. I could feel rivulets of cool water, running down my breasts and ribs. Seeping into the sheets beneath me, as I twisted against the handcuffs.
“You want out?” my lover teased.
I sucked in a deep breath and let it out slowly. The cold was being replaced by a pleasant numbness that was starting to feel good.
“No…”
“That’s my girl.”
I felt the bed shift as he dipped downward, and suddenly his mouth was over my breast again. Only now it was hot! So hot it felt like more than his mouth. Like he’d been sipping on warm liquid, or—
“Hot chocolate,” he chuckled, lifting his chin. “Found it in your cabinet.”
The bed moved again, and two fingers pressed insistently against my lips. I opened to accept them. The warm taste of milk and chocolate flowed into my mouth.
“Good?”
I nodded obediently. Licked my lips.
“And what should I do to you next?”
My feet were still free. I spread my thighs for him, giving him a perfect view of my growing wetness.
