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I’m brazen with my phone in hand. I never want to forget him like this.
“Be my dirty guest.” His gaze follows me as I step onto the bed. “And stand right there.”
He guides my legs to straddle his thighs, making my stance wide so the panties he bought me part along with my sex for his view.
“Damn, Cade.” His palm starts stroking his cock. “You never stop being beautiful.”
I take pictures without a word.
Every part of him; from his sinewed thighs up to his heavy cock and tan hand stroking it, to his trimmed patch up a thin trail to his belly button resting in the canyon of his abs; he’s always been beyond beautiful to me.
I’m in wonder at my perfect match. At the one who’s never wrong about me. At the only one who always feels right. When my lens finds his eyes, they pierce my heart with words that hang in the air.
I love you.
“My turn,” he finally says.
I press RECORD for the video and hand him my phone. While he aims it up at me, I step wider and tower over his narrow waist.
“Should I leave my jacket on?”
“No.” His next words wrap around my heart. “I’m back to keep you warm.”
I take it off, tossing it out of our way.
He’s spoiled me today, so I spoil him. Tickling my fingertips across my breasts, jutting high in this risqué bra, twirling over my exposed nipples, I tug at them for his delight.
He grins. “Yes, Cade, just like that.”
I lick my fingertips and do it again.
His bourbon voice. “Yes, play with your pussy for me.” It can seduce me happily into hell. “That’s it. Rub your clit like I taught you. Get so wet for me.”
I am. I’m sliding my middle finger across the slit of lace before diving inside, my palm grinding over my clit; I make my body desperate for him.
“Show me,” he demands, and I move my hand, splaying my sex open for his view. “Fuck.” He sees it. He sees everything, my pussy throbbing for his stare. “Fuck, remember the first time I got your pussy like that? So full and pink for me?”
“Yes,” I sigh, and I can’t take my eyes off him; my hand starts again, and it won’t take me long.
“You get so dirty and wet for me, now, don’t you?” Not with him talking like that. Not with his cock like granite under me. Not with one hand tugging at my nipple while my other starts fucking myself like I need him to, so soon, so hard. God, I want him.
“You’re gonna come, aren’t you?” It’s in his eyes too. He knows my desire. “Do it, Cade. Be my dirty little girl and come like I’ll make you come so hard tonight.”
That promise. That need. It takes me, my legs teetering, quivers hitting my thighs while my shoulders collapse with the weight of release as my syrupy spasm makes me barely gasp, “Redix, please.”
I drop to my knees with a shuddering surrender.
“Let me taste.” He sets my phone down while I collapse beside him.
Taking my slick fingers into his mouth, the suction of his tongue is as strong as his groan. My cum is like the ice cream he loves to lick before he commands, “Strip naked, lie back, and don’t move.”
I’m electric, desperate for his fuck, while I rip my panties off before my bra flings off too. He watches me while he dives his fingers into a bowl beside the bed. When I see the crescent piece of ice he’s holding, I know his game and object, “I need you to fuck me now.”
“Oh. I will fuck what’s mine.” He pushes me down on the mattress. “But I’m gonna get you wetter than you’ve ever known for it first.”
And he does.
Starting with a cold trickle, ice melts across my mouth before the heat of his tongue clings over my tender lips, and I’m going to die, and that’s fine. More than fine while he does the same, biting after the drips down my neck. Filling my clavicle with a puddle, he laps it up before circling my nipples with ice until they’re freezing peaks. My spine arches when his mouth finally takes them, one after the other, into his hot, ruthless suck. I cry out for him as he does it again and again and again.
