Page 101 of Back To Our Beginning

I had a plan. It would handle both of my issues at the same time. I got the ice cream out of the freezer and put it in the microwave for fifteen seconds. It was easier to deal with when it was slightly melted.

As soon as I got the Chunky Monkey out of the microwave, I ate a couple of good-sized bites. It was damn good. Not orgasm good, but pretty damn good. I went back into the bedroom.

When I got in there, I couldn’t have asked for a better situation. Beau was sprawled on his back, and he had kicked off the covers. I looked between his thighs and spotted my target. However, painting his dick with ice cream while he was asleep would not be the sexy wake-up call I was going for.

But I had ideas.

I scooped out a mouthful of gooey goodness and sucked it off the spoon, then I put the carton of ice cream down on the nightstand. Beau still hadn’t stirred. It really made me realize just how tired and wrecked he’d been about my kidnapping. Normally, I wouldn’t wake him up because he really needed his sleep, but he could go back to his nap after I was through torturing him. After all, he’d be relaxed when I was done.

If my mouth wasn’t full, I would have giggled.

I moved closer and admired the bounty in front of me. Lucky me, my playground was on full display. I swallowed the last of the ice cream, then crawled up the end of the bed toward my man.

His eyes opened just as I closed my cold mouth over the head of his cock, and he jerked.

“Jesus! That’s cold! What the hell, Maddie?”

I gently cupped his balls as my cold tongue curled around his soft cock. It took no time at all for Beau’s body to get with the program. Soon I had much more than a mouthful to contend with.

I swirled my tongue around the head of his erection, loving the feel of all that strength enveloped by such rich, velvety skin. After a minute or two, Beau started moving with my strokes.

“Maddie. Yeah. Just like that,” he rumbled.

I breathed in through my nose and caught that mix of spice, heat, and male that never failed to make me a little crazy. We’d showered together after our marathon sex, but still there was a musk that was all Beau, and I wanted to roll around in it like a cat with catnip.

Now that he was fully engaged in my little project, I had to use one hand to hold him as I sucked him deep. I relished the way his length stroked along my tongue, in and out, in a mind-numbing rhythm. I made sure to tease the underside of his cock with the tip of my tongue each time I allowed him to slip upwards.

“My God, woman, don’t ever stop.”

I smiled around my prize.

In and out. Up and down. I squeezed his balls gently, and Beau groaned loudly.

Again, I smiled.

He was so close. His heels were digging into the sheets, his body trembling.

“Let up, Maddie. I’m close.” His voice sounded like whiskey over gravel, and it made me ache.

Made me yearn.

This was so good.

“Maddie I told you—” He was using the commander's voice, but I was in command.

I held on and sucked him deep.

He shouted his release, and I welcomed it, still smiling.

Minutes later, we were both resting against the headboard. Beau was done recovering, and I was salvaging my melted ice cream. Beau looked over at me. “You’re looking mighty smug over there.”

“Who, me?”

I scooped out the some of the last of the ice cream and held out the spoon to him. He took his time sucking the treat off the spoon. Damn, I was getting achy again.

“Give me another bite, Maddie,” he whispered.

I did.