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“Oh my god!” I gasp at the coldness of the ice cubes. His eyes are full of desire as I watch him hold the ice between his lips, he’s dragging it down between my breasts. I whimper as my abs constrict at the coldness; he’s swirling it around my belly button.

“Don’t move, or it’s going to slide off that sexy tummy of yours.” I giggle watching him. “Now where was I before we got interrupted?” He looks like a devil, grinning.

I close my eyes savoring his tongue kissing and licking over my bikini strap. “Mmm.” I open my eyes; he’s nibbling my inner thigh. I watch him as he takes the melting ice with the tip of his finger, pulling it from my naval. He’s sucking on the inside of my right thigh, fingering the ice down.

I jerk, feeling the ice on my sex. He grins, looking up at me, and messages the ice gently in a circling motion over my covered clitoris. “Oh shit.” I toss my head back. It’s cool. I feel my hot wetness on the inside and now he’s wetting the outside with cold ass water.

He laughs tossing it aside, running his cold fingertip across my skin. “I really want to touch you.”Is he asking me?

“I don’t know,” I whisper. I’m so turned on, but fingers down there really aren’t my thing. I feel him kissing around my bikini line, tickling his fingers across my covered clitoris, running his fingertips up and down my slit.

I clasp my hands on each side of his face, tickling his scruff. Grinning, he’s closing the distance. I can feel his breath on my lips. He nudges my nose with the tip of his as he covers my mouth. I moan into his mouth, his tongue dipping, dancing, and gliding with mine. My arms wrap around his neck. I’m gone, soaring into him.

He shifts, his weight to the side, as I feel his fingers toying with my bottoms. He’s wanting to dive deeper. I flex my hips against him, his hand. My body tenses as I feel his fingers … on my skin … under the material.

“Relax,” he breathes into our kiss. “I’m not going to hurt you.” He lightly rubs little circles around the rim of my clitoris.Okay, I like that. I deepen our kiss, relaxing under his touch.I like that a lot, actually.

I moan flexing into him; he’s still being so gentle. “You like this?” he moans against my lips. He knows I do. I’m practically soaking.

“Yes,” I purr as he continues to seductively flick my clitoris with his fingers.

“I’m just sliding my fingers down, I’m not hurting you,” he confirms as he takes my mouth again, deepening our kiss, distracting me. I whimper at his touch, he’s stroking my slit, running back up to my clitoris, repeating that wonderful circular motion.

“Yes,” I whisper, naturally opening my thighs for him. I’m lost in him. I don’t care what he does to me. “Fuck,” I whimper against his lips. His lips are like heaven. His fingers are the devil’s tool.

“You’re very beautiful and fucking wet. So damn wet!” he growls, breaking our kiss as he sucks and bites down my jaw. I gasp, closing my eyes and wrapping my arms around his head as he continues to suck and nibble down my neck.

“I want more,” I moan pulling his face to mine. I suck his bottom lip—leading our single-lip kisses. I feel his finger separate my folds and gasp when he enters me. I clutch his bedding.

“Breathe baby!”I am trying.He coaxes me as he takes my lip, sucking it. “You don’t like something, just tell me. I will stop.” He groans as he starts moving his finger in a come-hither motion. My insides are tensing around his finger. He grins, looking at my eyes before he covers my lips with another open-mouth kiss.

Oh my god, I’ve never felt anything like this. It’s already lasted longer than any sexual experience I’ve had in my entire life. I can’t breathe, my toes are curling. He’s strong and consistent in his movements. Our tongues are one, naturally dancing and twisting their own sexual parade.

“Let it go baby, let me own your come,” he breathes into our kiss. He drops down, sucking my ear lobe. Holy hell, he is hot.

“Quinton,” I scream hitching my upper body tight around him, whimpering, thrashing my hips against his hand.

QUINTON

Fucking hell, her silk is covering my fingers. I could come in my shorts, but this isn’t about me. It’s about her and she’s coming hard. Damn, she has to be the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen. I love the way my name sounds across those lips. She claps her hands around my cheeks, pulling me into her lips, whimpering, she sucks and kisses my bottom lip.

She kisses so sweetly. Her husband is right, she’s fucking tight. I want to get lost in her. I slide my fingers out, running my hands up her body, rolling her into me. We just naturally fit.

I run my hand down her hip and she slides her leg over mine. She’s still coming down from the climatic high. She can grind those hips out on me anytime. Her breathing is settling out. I’ve never made out with a woman and didn’t end up having sex, another novelty for me. I’m going to need to soak my balls in the rest of the ice.

“You’re very gentle.” She’s been quiet. “I’ve never been touched like that, that way I mean.”I hate that fucktard.

“You have over eight thousand nerve endings at your clitoris, there is only one way to touch—heavy handed isn’t it.”

“No, I mean what you did with your fingers inside of me, it wasn’t painful. This was the first time I didn’t cry, wanting it to end.” My stomach clutches as I hear her sniffle softly. I’m going to crush that fucktard. “Feel free to touch me whenever you like, I trust you.”

I pull her chin up to me. “No one will ever touch you that way again.” She climbs up and presses her lips against mine. I love these small, single-lip kisses with her.

She sighs as she rolls back against me, relaxing. “I am sort of hungry.” She laughs.

I look at the clock, it’s almost one. “We’ve been consumed with each other almost all day.”

“What?” She looks at the clock. “Oh wow! I didn’t realize we’ve been gone that long. Now I feel bad Mr. Starks; keeping the host from his guests.”

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