Page 28 of Love on Ice

“And I was trying to give you an orgasm.” My hands grip her hips as I hold her against my cock. A sigh falls from her lips as she grinds herself against me.

“Urgh, fine, you’re right. But you also know Issy wouldn’t have stopped calling,” she says through gritted teeth as she starts to bounce on my cock.

“Please don’t say my agent’s name while my cock is buried inside you.”

Harper smirks as she leans forward and kisses me. The kiss is slow, languid, and explorative as if we have all the time in the world, and maybe we do. We have nowhere to go, no one to see, just the two of us. Maybe I should take my time with this beautiful woman instead. I flip us over onto her back and deepen the kiss, running my fingers through her hair. My teeth nibble her lips, our tongues duel, and I achingly slowly start to slide in and out of her, using every core muscle I have, it’s torture, but, fuck, it feels so good. Harper’s legs widen as she takes me deeper, her back arching wanting more, trying to urge me to go faster with her heels on my ass. No. I’m enjoying this way too much.

“Felix,” she moans, “please fuck me,” she begs.

“I thought I was fucking you, princess.” I continue to roll my hips slowly.

“I want it faster.”

“What’s the hurry?” I ask. Those blue eyes look up at me. “We have no place to be. Isn’t the point of this week to learn to slow down?”

“Mentally, not sexually,” she bites back, and the cutest pout forms across her lips. Leaning forward, I start to lay tiny kisses down her neck, nipping every so often until I reach her collarbone. She squirms beneath me. Then I start on the other side of her neck giving it the same treatment as before. “Felix.” She sighs as my lips move down over her collarbone, downacross her chest until I reach one of her tits. Her dusty pink nipples are hard peaks and the deep guttural moan that Harper lets out when I suck one of them in my mouth, I feel it in my balls. Her pussy tightens around me, sending white-hot heat up my spine. My hands, tongue, lips, and teeth devour her tits as I lose myself. I never realized how much of a boob guy I am or maybe it’s just her perfect tits that drive me wild, but I can’t get enough of them.

“Please, Felix,” Harper begs again, her nails running down my back, piercing the skin, as her heels dig into my ass urging me to fuck her harder. So, I do, I pull almost all the way out and slide back in harder, deeper than before. “Yes,” Harper screams, which undoes me, and the control I had disappears as pure and utter need takes over. “Yes, yes,” she continues to scream as I fuck her, harder, deeper, until nothing outside of us exists. I can’t hear the ocean, nor the tropical birds, nothing but her screams. My balls tighten the closer I get.

“I’m going to come,” I warn her.

“Yes,” she calls out.

The next thing I do is pull out of her and come all over her fucking tits. Fuck. That is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. My hand continues to jerk myself until there is nothing left. And because I’m a gentleman, as much as she may have screamed for my cock, I know she didn’t come. Before she has a chance to get up, I dive between her legs.

“Fuck, Felix,” she whimpers, her hands grabbing hold of my hair as my tongue toys with her clit. It doesn’t take her long as she was already there, a long hard suck of her clit has her coming on my tongue. I continue to lap up every single drop, satisfied that she’s satisfied. I lift myself up from between her thighs and grin at the mess that is still there on her chest.

“Stay there, let me clean you up,” I tell her. She looks down as if forgetting what I had just done and nods. I carefully, onJell-O legs, get off the bed, walk into my bathroom, and grab the two hand towels, wetting one before bringing them back to her. I carefully and slowly wipe myself from her tits. I think I’ve unlocked a new kink as I swipe everything from her creamy skin, and then with the dry towel, I finish her off. Then I throw the towels off the bed and slide up beside her.

“Hey,” I say.

“Hey,” she answers, looking down at me before we burst out laughing at the awkwardness. “That was fun.”

“It was. Is that what you were looking for when you came over?” I ask.

“Pretty much.” She smirks.

“Glad I could be of service.”

“Stellar service, ten out of ten,” she jokes.

“Wow. Glowing review. I’ll take it.”

“Don’t let it go to your head.” She grins, rolling her eyes at me.

“I promise to stay humble in light of my stellarific cock.”

Harper swats me playfully. “Least you fuck better than you play tennis.”

I feign hurt. “You hustled me. Issy told me you could have been a professional tennis player.”

“Oh, did she now?” Harper asks, raising her brow.

“She asked me what I did today, and I said we played tennis and that you beat my ass.”

“I detect no lies.” She giggles.

“And that’s when she told me about your tennis prowess.”

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