Under Pressure
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“That’s right.”
She toys with the band on her bikini. “Not even a little bathing suit?”
“No clothes at all, Reese,” I say very seriously.
“Okay.” She straightens at the sternness in my voice. “You’re the guide, so I trust you know what you’re doing.”
I grip her bikini bottoms and sink to my knees as I drag them to her ankles. I tap her legs, and she kicks off her flip-flops and lets me remove the slip of material. “That’s better,” I say, my mouth inches from her pretty pussy. I blow slightly, and her clit swells.
“But I…I don’t feel better,” she says, her voice a bit broken as I slide back up, trailing my hands over her curves.
“We’re just getting started.” I grip her shoulders and turn her, and when I see her gorgeous back and her soft round ass, I nearly pant like a damn dog.
“I think I’m actually getting hotter.” She bends forward slightly to press her ass against me.
Yeah, me, too.
“I know just how to break this kind of fever.” I put my mouth near her ear, and run my hands down her back until I’m cupping her sweet cheeks. I knead them for a second and then give her a little slap. She yelps, and I say, “Don’t move.”
She quivers, and it fuels my hunger as I step away to grab the bucket. I place it on the nightstand beside us, then fish out a cube and pop it into my mouth. I’m so goddamn hot and worked up, it begins to melt quickly.
I move back behind her and push her hair aside to expose the long column of her neck. “The best place to start the cooling process is right here,” I say, and clamp the cube between my teeth. I run it along her neck and a little “ooh” comes out of her mouth on a breathless whisper.
The ice melts on her scalding body, and I trail my cold tongue over her trembling flesh and grab two more cubes.
“Where is the next best place?” she asks with a new urgency in her voice that strokes my dick and makes it impossibly harder.
“Let me show you.”
I slide my hands around her and run the ice over her nipples. “Oh, my,” she whispers. “That’s so cold.”
A rush of sexual energy hits so hard, my pulse kicks up a notch. “That’s the idea.” I slowly walk around her, and when I’m facing her, I circle her hard nipples. As the ice melts, water drips onto my bare feet. I keep rubbing until the cubes are nothing but small chips, then I toss them into my mouth and crunch on them. Reese wets her bottom lip, her eyes so full of playful lust that all I want to do is bury myself in her for the rest of the night.
The rest of my life.
She moves restlessly, going from one foot to the other as sexual tension crackles in the air. “I’m still not sure it’s helping, though.”
“Then I’m going to have to take drastic measures.”
“Drastic?” Eyes wide, she goes still, totally into this game. “Will that be dangerous?”
I dip my head, my mouth close to hers. “Do you trust me?”
“You know I do.”
I give her a little nudge and set her into motion. She walks backward toward the bed, and when the backs of her legs hit, I push on her shoulder. She falls onto the mattress, and I stare down at her. The sight is picture perfect, and I can’t wait to put my mouth on her again.
She writhes and I crack the window to let the ocean breeze circulate through the warm room.
“Widen your legs,” I command. “I need to assess you before we go any farther.”
She does as I ask, and my gaze goes to her pretty pink pussy, the dampness glistening in the lamplight. With my mouth salivating, I step up to her, run my hand up her thigh, and push a thick finger into her sweetness.
“Oh, my,” she says. “Is this how you assess everyone?”
“Not usually. But with the kind of heat you seem to be experiencing, I want to be thorough and check your temperature—external and internal—to see exactly what I’m dealing with.”
“And?”
“It’s not good, Reese.”
“Oh, no.”
I scrub my face and shake my head. “It’s worse than I thought.”
“What can we do?”
“I’m going to ice you down. Everywhere.”
“What if that doesn’t work?” She blinks as she really gets into this. “I’m scared, Cole.”
“Don’t be scared. You know I’m going to take really good care of you.” I grab a cube, climb onto the bed, and slide between her legs. “Open really wide for me now.” She stretches her legs open and her sweet pussy lips spread. Fuck, that’s so pretty. I nod toward the headboard. “Hold on to those slats tight, and no matter what, don’t let go.”
Beginning at her ankle, I run the ice up her leg, and she quivers beneath me. I come close to her sex but never touch. Instead I go to the other leg, and she grumbles as I tease her. When the cube melts, I grab another and toss it into my mouth. I follow the wet path on her leg, but this time, bury my face between her thighs. Her hips lift when I center the cube on her scalding-hot clit, and it practically sizzles as I bathe it in ice.
“Oh, yes,” she cries out, moving against my mouth. “I think it’s helping,” she adds, impatience in her voice. Christ, I love how she reacts to me, how desperate she is for so much more.
I stick my hand in the bucket to cool my fingers, then slide one inside her. “Cole,” she murmurs, and I must admit, hearing my name roll off her lips when my fingers are inside her is a total fucking turn-on. “That feels so good.”
I lick and nibble and fuck her with my finger until she’s gyrating beneath me. When the ice melts, I reach for more and drag it over her sex, probing her opening. Her entire body is quaking, and my dick is so hard I’m about to explode. I push another finger inside and she tightens around me as I swirl through her slick heat. Fuck, that’s so good. I bring her higher and higher but never take her over. No, I want to be inside her when she comes. I want to feel her squeeze my cock, and have her hot juices drip over my balls.
I take in the perspiration beading on her forehead. “You’re burning up. I’m going to let off some more steam before you reach the boiling point.”
“How?” she pants.
“I have no choice but to put my cock in you.”