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“Fuck!” I removed my dick.
Unless I was ready to end it all, I had no other choice. Her shit was too moist. Her cream was too heavy, coating my skin until it was white. I lifted her higher and pressed her back against the wall before diving in.
Her leakage stained my beard. I wasted no time finding her clit through the snowy fields of gratification. My tongue circled the bulb that made her convulse in my arms.
“Makaaaiiiii.”
She was already near her point. I could feel it. Her level of sensitivity was far too high.
“Oh God, yeeessssssss.”
She was almost there. My dick had gotten her exactly where she needed to be. My tongue would only assist in the home run.
Locked in and showing no remorse, sucking her pussy into my mouth and flickering my tongue over her clit with speed. Her limbs loosened but her abdomen area tightened. Those pretty, slender fingers gripped the back of my head. Glacier fought for balance, but there was hardly any. She was on water, lost but not deserted. She had little to worry about because I would carry her back to shore right after I took her out into the deep end where the climax of the adventure awaited us both.
I lapped up her cream before drawing back completely. Before she was able to get her shit together, she slid down my dick again. Her nails clawed my back.
“Baby, waiiiit—oh my… Baby.”
“Fuck, this pussy so good,” I moaned, drilling into Glacier.
Her titties bounced as I lifted her over and over again. Obsessed and completely fixated on her areolas, I began to peak. Unlike so many times before, the urgency to dislodge didn’t occur. I stayed inside of her pussy, thrusting until I felt my ending near.
Glacier’s fingers gripped the side of my face, forcing my mouth open. Her tongue fled her mouth, seeking refuge in mine. I welcomed it with warmth and liberation. And while our tongues embraced one another, her pussy espoused my semen.
I cleansed Glacier’s body, slowly and gently, then did the same for myself. She waited patiently and accepted the towel that I wrapped around her tightly after drying her body. Bridal style, I carried her into the bedroom where I removed the towel and grabbed the body cream that she kept in her nightstand.
It smelled like peaches, roses, and apples. There were hints of caramel, but I couldn’t be too sure if it was an additive. Nevertheless, the scent was pleasant. I dipped my hand in the round jar and removed the perfect amount.
I left streaks of fluffy butter on her skin, trailing down to her toes where I started working it in, finishing at her neck because her facial skincare routine only included scentless, dye-free products that kept her face radiant.
“Hey,” I whispered, kissing Glacier’s lips.
She’d fallen asleep. The light massage paired with the shower and good dick had put her to bed.
“Hm?”
I lifted her body and pulled back the covers. She curled up in a ball from the coolness underneath. Her naked body began to produce fine bumps immediately. I tossed the covers on her and tucked them underneath her chin to make sure no air made its way underneath.
“I’ll see you later.”
It was impossible for me to tell Glacier she might not see me for a few days, possibly a few weeks, or maybe even a month. However long it took to finish the job I’d started, then that was how long I’d be away. There was truth to my statement, though there wasn’t a time stamp on it.
“I love you.”
“I love you,” I replied.
THIRTEEN
The sun had long ago settled, yet sleep was nowhere in my future. I observed the crystal blue water of the pool from the lounger that held me hostage. After nearly five days, Nelson had yet to resurface. Both Mercer and Malachi suggested he was somewhere healing from his wounds. In the back of my mind, he was somewhere plotting his next move. That possibility kept me up at night, feeling like my head was under the water I was peering at.
Both Ghost and Midnight’s ears perked up at once. They fled from my side and made their way to the gate at the edge of the backyard. Loud, thunderous barking followed, alerting me that the boys were unhappy with what they were seeing, hearing, and feeling.
I remained seated, sipping from the bottle of Hennessy in my hand. My cell phone was the best set of eyes I could manage at the moment. The cameras showed twenty-eight angles in and around my home. When I noticed Lawe’s whip at the gate, fondling with my keypad, I called out to Ghost and Midnight.
“Quiet.”
They settled immediately. I utilized the intercom to communicate with the uninvited guest.
