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I blink slowly and say, “Yes, Sir.”
Lying as still as I can, my heart thumps like a bass drum during a solo at a rock concert. My breaths come and leave me quickly. This latex bodysuit is smothering me, but damn if I don’t look fucking incredible in it.
Ice brings out the silver studded, black leather, hands-and-ankles restraints.
My entire body ignites, and the buildup inside me is close to exploding. I let out a sigh and he immediately turns to me, covering my lips with his index finger.
Shaking his head, he leans down. His full, pillowy lips graze my ear, and I scream inside. “Shhh, my princess. Shhh.” His tongue swipes along the edge of my ear; my chest heaves as I suck in my lips to quiet the squeal wanting to leave me.
My eyes dart across the canopy of the bed we occupy. It’s a mahogany four-poster. The red sheer drapes are tied to each pillar with silver braid tie backs. The black silk sheets are cool on my hot ass even through my bodysuit, bringing me some relief, although, I don’t deserve it.
Not only did the club’s secret client list almost get breached, but I cheated on my husband. More than once. Just like he did to me.
Fuck! My heart pinches hard, reminding me that I still love D. I just don’t fucking trust him after catching him at the office. I can’t live through him cheating again. I blow out a hard breath and slam my eyes shut.
“Princess, give me your hands,” Ice says as he straddles me, bringing my attention back to him, back to our playroom, and out of my mind.
I obediently lift my arms to him. He brings me to him, then reaches to my side and unzips my bodysuit. Slowly, he slides it from me, his eyes dragging along my fit and curvy frame. His lips tug upward the more he undresses me. When he gets to my feet, he tenderly slides my heels from me.
With the bodysuit and heels off, I lie completely exposed for Ice to take in, to devour.
His muscled body straddles me again, taking my wrists in hand. I watch him carefully slip the restraints on me. He checks the tightness of them, making sure they’re not too tight, then he clasps them together and lays them above my head. As he does so, his huge bulge brushes my chin and an uncontrollable sigh escapes me. My eyes shoot to his, and I plead with him with my gaze.
“Mmm, my sweet Icy. You’ve had enough punishment for tonight.” He cradles my cheek in his massive palm.
I blink slowly and lean into it, then lift my supplicating eyes back to his.
He nods, and I slip my tongue out, tasting his delicious skin from the base of his hand to the tip of his middle finger. Stopping, I peer up at him again; my eyes beg for permission. He nods again as I open my mouth, and he glides his finger in. His head falls back as I suck hard on it. He slips another in and hooks my jaw, pulling me slightly up as he leans down. His thick arms engulf me as his mouth crashes to mine. Our tongues hungrily dive into each other’s mouths. His hand slides up my back to my hair. Fisting it, he yanks me from him and catches my gaze.
We stare deeply into one another’s eyes, and my heart punches against my chest. Oh, fuck no. No, no, no. This is not going down that road. I’m here for fun, not to catch feelings for another man. Goddammit, no!
I break eye contact first. I know Ice is supposed to make every first move according to the contract we signed, but I know myself. I cannot stare into his fucking arctic-blue eyes. I cannot!
He lets my disobedience slide again and moves from the bed. He takes my handcuffed wrists, tying them to the bedpost with soft ribbons. After yanking them to a tight, but not a painful tension, he strides to the foot end of the bed and slips my feet into another set of restraints. Taking each one, he spreads me wide and fastens each ankle to the bedpost with another set of silver ribbons. Just secure enough that I can’t pull free.
Standing at the end of the bed, he says, “Icy Princess, are you ready for me to fuck you?”
I pant out quickly, “Oh, yes, Sir. Please, Sir.” I quiver as my chest heaves fiercely.
“Do you think you deserve me?”
“Sir?” I hold my breath. My clit pulsates, wanting him to lick me, suck me, eat me.
“Do you deserve me, Princess? You disobeyed the rules twice, and I let you slide.”
I peer his way. His hands rest on his hips. His chest pushes forward. My eyes drop to his groin. The bulge is beautiful. I need him.
“I’m sorry, Sir. But you are magnificent. I couldn’t help myself. I don’t deserve you. I want you, Sir. I want you so much. Please, Sir.”
His gaze drops to my pussy. He licks his lips as he begins to undress quickly. “Princess, your pussy is mine tonight. That glistening gorgeous cunt is mine to taste. Mine to devour.”
I wiggle my hips, then tilt them upward as much as I can with the restraints keeping my movements limited. “Yes, Sir. It’s all yours. I’m all yours tonight,” I pant. My dear god. I can’t hold myself back from him. I want him to fuck me until I can’t walk. I want him to make me scream, come, and revel in his aura.
“That’s my good girl.” Ice tugs me gently toward him, making the wrist restraints tighten. His hands engulf my thighs as his soft lips whisper kiss my inner thigh. Slipping his tongue out, he licks me from ass to clit with a strong swipe.
“Oh, god,” I moan.
His tongue slithers along my drenched lips as his long fingers trail across my ass. He teases me around the rim with his fingertip but doesn’t enter. Thousands of electric jolts shoot up my spine and back down to my toes. My legs shake as his magic tongue brings me to the edge of my release.
