Page 31 of Ice King


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My thighs twitched and I moaned in shame. It was one thing for him to see me naked, but this was different.

My pussy clenched so hard that my hips rocked up towards his mouth.

“Since this pretty pussy is so needy tonight, I’m going to give it exactly what it needs,” he whispered.

“What do I need?” I asked fearfully.

He lowered his mouth to the top of my mound, kissing it gently. Pleasure radiated from his warm lips, the coarse hairs of his beard tickling my sensitive flesh and making me shiver.

“You need to come for me until I decide you’ve had enough.”

I bit my lip, trying to quiet a moan of anticipation. His hated gaze held mine as he dropped his head in between my thighs. I tensed as his tongue slipped from between his lips, and I cried out when the tip of it slid right over my clit.

“I’ve never had a…”

“Shhh, Ella. I’m going to kiss this needy little clit, and you’re going to come for me.”

“But… I…”

Suddenly, I was overcome with a powerful shyness. It was one thing for him to use his fingers. It was something else for him to make me come with his mouth. With him between my thighs like this, there would be no hiding the way my muscles tensed or the faces I made when I came. It was so much more personal than I’d expected.

“Do you need me to take my belt to this gorgeous pussy until you beg me to replace it with my tongue, naughty girl?”

“No, sir,” I whispered. His palm had stung enough. I didn’t know if I’d be able to take the belt there, too.

“Then be a good girl and spread your legs for me.”

I bit my lip, feeling my cheeks flush with radiant heat as he lowered his mouth once again between my legs. This time, I held back any further protests as he surrounded my clit with the warm wetness of his mouth.

Immediately, the pleasure that came with his kiss made my eyes roll back in my head. I was unable to keep my shocked cry quiet, but it didn’t matter. His hands pressed down on my thighs. With my hands bound over my head, there was no escaping this.

Truthfully, I didn’t want to.

His tongue slowly circled my clit, teasing and taunting me with pleasure. My shame rose along with my arousal, and even as I struggled to come to terms with his mouth on such a private part of me, my desire rose unabated. There was nothing I could do to run from it. The only thing I could do was face it.

He didn’t give me a choice.

In no time at all, I was on the edge of orgasm, grappling with the uncertainty of what would come with it. It felt stronger, looming overhead like a tidal wave. I closed my eyes, feeling it coming and knowing I could do nothing to stop it.

When it finally crashed over me, it swept me away on a powerful surge of heated pleasure. I moaned, my sounds becoming increasingly desperate as my climax reached its peak. It felt like my head was up in the clouds, and when it finally started to crest, my body fell back to the ground.

I expected him to pull away after my orgasm finished, at least enough so that I could catch my breath, but he didn’t.

He kept going, increasing the pressure of his tongue against my clit. His lips encircled my needy bud, and then he sucked inward, teasing it with his tongue in a veritable whirlwind of sensation that sent me reeling.

I cried out as my desire surged forth again. This time, I was reluctant to let it reign free, but I knew that it wasn’t up to me anymore.

I threw my head back as a third climax swelled to life. For the first time, there was a painful edge to it, and I whimpered, fearful of the moment of impact. My core squeezed tight, and my inner walls fluttered and then he suckled harder.

I came for a third time, harder than all the rest.

Heat crackled inside of me, my nerves firing over and over again with terrifying intensity. My climax was both painful and pleasurable, the opposing sensations at war within me and neither one coming out the victor. My moans became increasingly desperate until at long last they turned into all-out screams as my climax peaked.

Still, he didn’t stop after that. He kept going, and I kept coming.

There was no escaping the overwhelming pleasure he forced from my body after that.

I writhed and screamed and tried to twist away from him, but his tongue was relentless. I came a fourth time and maybe a fifth, soon losing track. The more I came, the more painful each climax became.

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