Page 71 of Off The Ice


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Scarlett presses my hips back down into the mattress before finally taking the head into her mouth and sucking gently. Her mouth feels so good, so warm, and wet, and inviting. I need more. I bring my hand to the back of her head, pushing down softly, encouraging her to take more. She straightens, narrowing her eyes on me. Shit.

“Levi.” She snaps. “What did I tell you?”

I struggle to hold back an eye roll. “Not to touch you, or you’ll stop.” I mutter.

“Stay, Levi.”

I scoff. “What am I? A dog?”

“I mean it. Don’t push me.” She makes her way to the door, leaving it ajar as she walks down the hall.

Has she forgotten we have people staying with us right now? If one of the guys walk past, I might actually die.

Scarlett’s back in no time at all, closing the door with a soft click before climbing back on the bed and straddling my hips.

“You’ve left me with no choice.” She pulls my shirt up over my head, taking care with my shoulder which she throws off to the side. I notice a… is that a resistance band?

I arch a brow at her, my expression confused. “What the fucks that for?”

Scarlett takes both of my wrists in her hand, she wraps the band around my wrists, knotting it and effectively tying my hands together. “I told you not to move, but you did so I think you need to be restrained. The resistance band is flexible enough not to jar your shoulder.”

My mouth drops open. She’s fucking insane, but why do I actually want to be tied up by her?

She gently brings my hands up over my head and ties them loosely to the headboard. The band is tight enough I can’t get very far, but loose enough that I don’t hurt my shoulder if I move too much. I run my tongue over my teeth, a small smile pulling at my lips. Yep, she really thought this through.

“Is that okay?” She whispers, as she flicks at the band to double check that it’s not too tight.

My words come out soft, “Yeah, it’s good, Princess.”

Arching an eyebrow at me, she wraps her hand around my cock, pumping once which makes my fingers twitch. “Don’tmove and fuck your shoulder more than you already have, Levi. I mean it.”

“Okay.” I nod my head in agreement, trying to be obedient because I am desperate to get her mouth back on me as soon as fucking possible.

Wordlessly, she leans down and takes the head of my cock into her mouth again, sucking softly before opening wider and taking me deeper. My hips involuntarily thrust up before she pulls off me again, wrapping her hand around my cock firmly and pumping.

“Such a gorgeous cock, baby.” She wraps her pink lips around my cock again, swallowing deep, making a groan fall from me. She flattens her tongue against me, tracing it over the sensitive nerves.

“Fuck.” I choke out through gritted teeth. “Holy shit, Scar.” My back arches, my abs clenching as she sends me hurtling toward the edge. It’s been a while, and I forgot just how good it can be. I’m so close already.

Scarlett shoots me a wicked grin, knowing exactly the power she holds over me and it might just be the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.

Taking me deep, she swallows around my cock. My eyes scrunch closed, and I feel the pressure at the base of my spine building. “Jesus, Scar. Fuck. I’m going to come.”

The sensation disappears and I open my eyes to see her sitting back up, moving to straddle my hips. I’m at a loss for words.

She pinches my cheeks together, a smirk gracing her swollen pink lips. “You didn’t think I was going to let you come yet, did you, baby?” She bends, pressing a soft kiss to my lips before pulling away, and I chase after her touch. I need more.

“Condoms?” She asks, and I nod, jutting my chin to the side.

“Bedside table.”

She hops off to the side and I watch as she strips bare quickly before pulling the draw open and rifling through for the box of condoms. I swallow as I take a moment to admire her. The toned set of her shoulders create the most perfect posture, her long brown hair falling down to frame her face, her toned legs up to her perfectly round ass. Fuck.

The sound of foil ripping brings me out of my trance and she spins around with a single condom in her hand, climbing back onto the bed and once again straddling my hips. Tearing open the packet, she discards the wrapper before rolling the condom on. Wasting no time she props herself up over me, lining up my cock with her pussy, she drags it down her slit a couple times, teasing me.

“Please.” She is killing me with anticipation.

“Please what, Levi?” She cocks her head at me as she notches the head at her entrance.