As he pulled my clit deep into his mouth, his fingers slid along the wet folds of my pussy. I felt him push a finger, or two,inside me. He pushed them in deep, then angled them up in a way that had my toes curling.
“Fuck!” I called out. “Oh my God, Chase. What the fuck?”
He pulled his mouth from me slightly. “You like that?” He did whatever it was with his fingers again. He returned to my clit, pulling it deeper into his mouth as his fingers worked their magic deep inside me.
My body raced to that summit, and I was about to plunge over the top. My legs crushed his head between them. The room spun as I gripped his hair, holding him against me as I crashed over the edge. My thighs shook against his cheeks as my orgasm ripped through my entire body.
Once my muscles began to relax, my legs pulled away from Chase. His devilish eyes peered up as he lapped at me, licking every inch of my pussy from top to bottom.
“You taste amazing,” he whispered against me. “I love that I’m the one who gets to do that to you. Who gets to make you feel good.”
Standing, he pushed his still hard cock against my slick pussy.
“I’m going to fuck you now. Right here,” he said. “Lay back.”
He helped me recline on the stone surface and slid me closer to him, holding my legs off the edge of the counter.
“Wrap your feet around me,” he said.
One hand went under my ass, holding me up, while the other gripped his dick. He rubbed it along me, getting his tip wet and ready. He teased my entrance, dipping it in slightly then pulling it out again.
I whined.
“You want to get fucked?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“Then beg me.”
My eyes went wide. But then I realized it made me even wetter.
“Fuck me, Chase, please.”
He wasted no time. He lined his dick up with my opening, gripped both my hips, and plunged deep inside as his head fell back with a grunt.
And he didn’t stop. He drove himself in and out of me repeatedly. His pace was fierce, as if he needed to stake his claim with me, and in me.
I slid along the slick counter, offering no resistance. My body was connected to his, we were one as we moved together.
His head fell to my shoulder as he slowed his pace. “I don’t want to come yet.”
Then I felt his hand leave my side and reach for something nearby. I heard the clink of a glass.
Suddenly, dangling next to me was one of his huge square ice cubes he reserved for his bourbon.
My eyes focused on the water gathering along the sides of the clear crystal. In the heat of his hand, the drips happened quicker against the counter. An impish smile took over his face as he peered down at me. He teased me by bringing the ice over my breast as I watched the drip forming.
It was like slow motion as it slid down the side of the square of ice. As it fell, the anticipation of it hitting me had me clenching my pussy while his dick was still inside. He pushed it in further, acknowledging the sensation just as the drop landed on my taut nipple.
My eyes went wide with the sensation. The water dripped down the side of my right breast as he moved his hand over my left one. The nipple was already hard, knowing what was coming. When the ice-cold trickle hit its target, my pussy tightened again.
“Fuck,” Chase mumbled. He moved in and out of me slowly, enhancing the quivers throughout my entire body.
Bending forward, his warm mouth landed on my breast, the contrast intense. Just as quickly, he pulled back and stared down with a playful eye. His hand lowered the cube between us, the icy water running along my stomach. My back arched at the sensation, pushing against his dick as I did.
But then he held the ice over where we were connected. With his other hand, he reached between us and opened me up so my clit was exposed.
The icy trickle landed on my sensitive nub. My entire body tensed, squeezing him as I held on.
