He stands, undoes the button, and lets his pants drop to the floor. No boxers. No hesitation. Just pure Colt—naked, strong, hard.
I bite my bottom lip. “God, you’re perfect.”
He smirks, grabbing the bowl again. The cube glistens in his hand as he slides back between my legs. The chill hits me as he drags it down the valley between my breasts. I gasp, my back arching from the cold, but it only makes me hotter.
He trails the melting cube lower, his free hand lifting my leg as he kisses down my calf. The ice hits my pelvis, and then—
“Oh shit,” I mumble, as he slides it over my pussy, pressing it to my clit. I jolt from the sensation, and he chuckles darkly before licking me, his tongue replacing the sting of cold with heat. His finger slides inside me, and I moan, body rocking against him while he circles the cube around my folds.
The contrast is electric.
The pressure builds with every flick of his tongue and thrust of his fingers. When he adds a second finger, I cry out, thighs quivering when he pushes deeper.
Then he grabs a fresh cube, sucks on it, and leans in, his cold tongue stroking my clit. I cry out, breathless, overwhelmed by sensation. I reach for him, gripping his hair, pulling him closer. My hips rise, desperate, wild. And then he flicks, just once, hard and deep. His fingers plunge inside me again, and I explode, screaming his name when my orgasm shatters through me, raw and ruthless.
My body shakes uncontrollably. My thighs clamp around Colt’s head, but he doesn’t stop until I’m gasping, twitching, totally spent.
He lifts his head, chewing the leftover ice with a smug glint in his eye.
“That was… mind-blowing,” I whisper, eyes fluttering shut.
He crawls up my body and kisses me. His tongue is still cold, sending one last shiver down my spine.
“From the way you screamed?” he says with a smirk. “I’d say I nailed it.”
“Oh, you did,” I murmur, dragging my fingers through his hair, pulling his mouth back to mine. “Drunk sex and ice cubes? Best idea ever.”
He pulls back just enough to look at me. “Now that I’ve thoroughly teased you… I’m going to make love to you.Slowly.”
I moan softly, spreading my legs wider as his cock brushes against me. He enters me achingly slowly, inch by inch, until he’s buried to the hilt. My breath catches. His body presses over mine, our skin flush and slick. I clutch his back, pulling him close.
I don’t need anything rough.
This is enough.
He moves with controlled rhythm, steady and deep, his mouth capturing mine in a kiss that burns as much as it soothes. We move together, perfectly in sync. My body tingles with every slow thrust, every delicious roll of his hips. I wrap my legs around his waist, locking him in, refusing to let go.
His kisses grow hungrier while my nails rake his back. He speeds up, just enough to make the pressure inside me build again. Moans and gasps fill the room, drowning out the music from downstairs.
His hand grips my hip, pulling me into each thrust, and when his lips move to my neck, sucking, biting, my body trembles again.
“Come with me, baby.” He groans, biting the curve where my neck meets my shoulder.
The orgasm hits like a lightning strike. My entire body clamps down on him, and I cry out as the pleasure tears through me. I claw at his back as he thrusts once more and lets out a long, guttural moan, pulsing inside me.
We collapse together, tangled and breathless.
His weight is warm. Comforting. His heart thuds against mine.
My hands glide through his hair as I whisper, “I fucking love you… even if you did walk out before finishing me off.”
He nuzzles into my neck. “I fucking love you too.” Then he laughs, lifting his head. “Did I not make up for that?”
“Oh, definitely. And… sorry about the stripper.”
He rests his forehead against mine, brushing his lips over mine. “I shouldn’t have yelled at you. But when I saw him grinding on you like that… fuck! It made me fucking rage. You’remine.”
I kiss him gently. “I get it. Remember thatRolling Stoneshoot? That girl who was all over you? I was ready to burn thebuilding down. I shouldn’t have let that happen tonight. You’re the only man I want dancing for me anyway.”
