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“It’s hot,” Tess whispered. “I should cool it down.”
Liam winced, expecting he’d feel the strange mix of agony and bliss that came from an ice cube contacting his cock in seconds. Instead, Tess started softly. He felt strands of her brunette hair tickle his thighs, and then he felt a cool current of air whisk against the tip of his cock. At the same time, Tess began to pump her right hand slowly.
She didn’t forget to use her left. With just her fingertips contacting his painfully hard erection, she swirled it around his glans, attacking him at three different points but only drip-feeding him the pleasure he was starving for. The tenseness clamping his body in irons only tightened because of it.
“I don’t think you’re cooling down any,” Tess said after a few minutes of this slow, aggravating torture.
“Really?” he croaked hoarsely. “I can’t imagine why.”
“I’ll have to change things up a bit. Let’s see if this cools you down any.”
Liam swallowed audibly as Tess removed her left hand from his cock. She didn’t give him too much mercy, however, keeping her right hand in motion while she presumably reached for an ice cube, or whatever it was she’d obtained in the kitchen. Eyes kept shut, he had no sense of what was to come, or evenwhenit was to come.
“You’re so tense,” Tess said, mirth infecting her voice. “I promise you’ll enjoy this. And only a little longer before you can open your eyes.”
“I really hope so.”
“I promise,” she repeated.
He heard something, then. Something barely audible over his heart’s thrashing yet capable of seizing every morsel of his scattered focus. It was a far cry from the clink of ice cubes jostling for room inside a tall glass. Instead, it was almost but not quite a sloshing sound, but it was just too faint for him to place the familiarity that triggered within his mind.
It ended, and he didn’t have more than a couple of seconds to mull over what it’d been before another sound, this one far louder and more distinct, erupted within Tess’s living room.
SHRRRR.
The immediately familiar sound preceded the jolt that struck his body as something cool and soft splattered upon the tip of his cock. A few bits of what Tess had just poured on his throbbing manhood landed on his thighs, just as chilly and lightweight as the rest. Liam shivered as the chilly sensation clashed with his burning-hot body.
Tess held his cock still, her hand remaining wrapped around its base. As the chilliness raced through his body, Liam balled his hands into fists by his sides. Just seconds later, Tess gave him a reason to groan.
Soft, warm, and eager for a taste, he felt Tess’s tongue sweep over the tip of his cock. Some of the weight sitting on it, though there was hardly any to notice, disappeared. Tess subtly smacked her lips, and even behind his shuttered eyelids, he could envision her grinning at him.
“Okay, Liam,” she cooed. “You may open your eyes.”
A few delirious heartbeats later, he did just that.
He’d guessed right on almost all accounts. On her knees in front of him, looking up at him through a smoldering expression of lust and levity, she held a long canister, decorated red and blue, in her left hand. Her forefinger rested lightly against its nozzle, not currently triggering it. While she’d cleaned up some of its first white spurt with her seductive lick, much of the whipped cream she’d dispensed on his cock remained. Some of it sat smeared upon her utterly enticing lips, which curved gently into a provocative smile.
“I knew it,” he said, cock twitching excitedly, which jostled and sent some of the whipped cream that remained on its tip falling. Some of the cream landed at a lower location on his shaft, some splattered on his thighs, and some landed on the top of the hand holding him still.
“I would hope so,” Tess said, chuckling. “It’s a very distinct sound and feeling.”
“It’s the first time I’ve ever felt it where it currently is.”
“But maybe not the last,” Tess said, licking her lips.
Hopeful anticipation surged through him. “I really, really hope not.”
“So, I should continue?” the seductive woman asked, batting coquettish eyelashes. “Things will get a bit messy.”
“I can live with that.”
Tess smiled and gave the canister of whipped cream another few shakes. Naturally, that drew his attention toward it. Feint successful, Tess thrust her mouth forward and scooped more of the initial spurt off the top of his cock. Holding him still with her right hand, she turned her head and, making lustful eyes at him the entire time, began a rapid but utterly rapturous show of cleaning every drop of whipped cream in sight.
He groaned when she nestled the first third of his cock between her snug lips, tongue lashing against his manhood with its aim to steal every sweet drop of cream it could. Grinning upon removing her mouth a few seconds later, she used her hand to flatten his cock between his legs. Then, giving the whipped cream a few final shakes, she sprayed a wall of white upon the upper length of his shaft.
Her tongue returned, cleaning him off with maddening languidness. It only skimmed over his cock, teasing him to the point of utter madness. It was all that Liam could do to keep himself steady—and his hand from attempting to push her head down further. His desires thrummed like cannon fire in his ears.
“Did you like how I deepthroated you yesterday?” Tess eventually asked, peppering his inner thigh with kisses while turning her eyes upward again. She’d set the whipped cream down on the couch on the other side of that same thigh, intentionally leaning it against his body, which kept him tense due to how chilly the metal surface was against his skin.
