The sound of a dish clattering gets me out of bed. I throw on my sweatpants and make my way downstairs to the kitchen. Zoe is leaning against the island, drowning in one of my t-shirts as she raises a spoonful of ice cream to her lips.
I’ve never witnessed a more stunning scene in my entire existence.
Get it together, Lewis.
I refuse to conceal anything, especially from her. I said all those things, romantic things Zoe normally runs from, but she stayed. Without saying a word, she made me feel seen and accepted. Isn’t that what true love is all about?
It’s multifaceted, and I want every version of love with Zoe.
“Ice cream? Are you stressed?” I call out, startling her.
Zoe shakes her head, smiling as she licks the spoon clean. “Nope. Just a little late-night snack.”
I reach the bottom of the staircase, approaching her as she purposely puts on a show with her tongue. “What’s tonight’s flavor?”
Zoe arches a brow at me. “Come have a taste.”
Fucking christ.
I take her hand and lift the spoonful of ice cream into my mouth as notes of rich vanilla bean and sweet caramel burst on my tongue. Zoe watches my throat before our eyes meet, and I can sense her observing my every movement. She licks her lipsslowly, driving me wild with need. I want to put her onto the counter right this second and fuck the lights out of her.
I can never get enough of her. No matter how many times I taste her, finger her, have her…it’s not enough. I’m always starved for more.
Zoe drops the spoon. It clangs against the floor as she presses her body against mine. Leaning in close, she outlines my bottom lip with her tongue. I’m frozen in place, feeling her peaked nipples underneath her thin shirt as I look into her hooded eyes.
“Mmmm, you taste so good,” Zoe croons, and my eyes roll to the back of my head.
Fucking christ, I need to be inside her right this second.
Grabbing the hem of her shirt, I stretch the material until the sound of it tearing fills the air. Zoe whimpers as I grip her ass, pulling her up and dropping her on top of the kitchen counter.
“Shit, that’s cold,” she breathes, goosebumps covering her skin.
“It’s about to get colder.”
My cock throbs as I slowly drag her panties down, enjoying the sight of Zoe writhing with need. Every inch of her is pure perfection. I wish there were a way to slow the clock. I want uninterrupted time with her body, her mind, her laughter, her thoughts, her trust. And if I’m lucky enough, I’ll capture her heart one day.
I place myself between her legs and softly kiss her inner thighs. She gasps for air, biting her lip as she stares down at me. With a steady hand, I grab the ice cream carton, feeling the chill of its surface against my skin. Holding it above her, I slowly pour the softened ice cream onto her stomach.
I bend down and lick up a small amount from her skin, enjoying Zoe’s squirming.
“Dominik,” she breathes.
“Yes, baby?”
“Stop being a tease.”
I pour more ice cream onto her body, watching the cream slide down her pussy and in between her ass cheeks. She yelps at the sudden temperature change, but my mouth is already on her, lapping up the melted cream as I part her cheeks.
“Oh, my god!” Zoe screams as I suck hard, moving my tongue meticulously inside and around her opening.
“Do you like your ass sucked?”
She scratches at my shoulders, trying to pull me up. “Dominik, get up here. I need you.”
“You’re a needy little slut. So impatient.”
Wonder how long I can tie Zoe up and edge her before she gets aggressive with need. I need to find out one of these days. Book a cabin for a week and do as I please with her. Maybe I’ll even plan a kidnapping.—she’d love it.
