Page 38 of Love on Ice

“I’m not a dog, or are we role-playing? Is that one of your kinks?” I ask her.

She shakes her head, looking horrified. “No, I’m not into pup play.”

I get out of bed and stretch. “What is going on?”

“Go pee, eat, then bed,” she demands.

“Please tell me this is going to end happily for me?” I question her.

“You are going to be so happy.” She smirks. Okay, whatever Harper has planned for me I’m going with it.

“Can I grab a quick shower first?” I ask.

“Yes, yes, of course.”

After freshening up, I come out and Harper hands me a granola bar. “You know I eat more than just this?”

“I know. I promise I will have a buffet ready for you when you’re finished. I just need you to have something.” Okay then, I bite into my bar and demolish it in five seconds.

“Are you going to fill me in on what you have planned?” I ask her.

“I wanted to cheer you up after I dropped the news about your ex last night.”

“You riding my dick last night cheered me up.” I grin at her as I grab an apple and bite into it.

“Aw. Thanks. I appreciate you thought that was enough, but I have bigger plans. You know how we were talking about my fantasy, and you said you would love to try something like that but with all women. And I said, it would be really hot if I could direct that fantasy?” I stop mid-bite into my apple. “Surprise. I’ve organized it. For like, now.”

“You organized it?” She nods. “For this morning?” She bounces up and down on the spot excitedly.

“Yes. Now, are you okay with that idea?” she asks.

“Hell, yeah I am.” Who wouldn’t be?

Harper looks relieved. “Good, are you okay being tied up and blindfolded?”

“Yeah. But no sticking anything up my ass. I’m not into that,” I warn her.

“Noted, no pegging. But is ass play okay?” she asks.

“Um … no one has ever done that before.”

“No fingers, no tongue?” I shake my head. Yeah, no woman has ever done that. “Oh. You’re going to love it. I mean, the men’s G-spot is in their ass so …” I’m not so sure, but I’m up for anything, as long as there are no objects I think I can handle that. “Remember I was telling you about the cuff points on the side of the bed,” she explains, walking around the bed and pointing out the hidden areas. Then she indicates to the hidden remote and shows me how the bed moves before pointing out another hidden component that comes out of the headboard, and it’s a bar. She talks about how you can be cuffed to the bar or the bed.

“The bar gives you more movement while the bed you are strapped down. What would you like?” she asks.

“The bar, I like the thought of being moved around.”

Harper smiles. “Thought you would. And are you okay with the blindfold?”

“Yes. You’ll be in the room, won’t you?” Harper nods. “Will you participate?”

“If you want me to.”

“I do. I want you riding my dick when I come,” I tell her.

Harper’s brows raise. “The first, second, or third time?” She grins.

“You think my dick is going to be able to handle that?” I ask because as much as I have faith in my cock, I am only human.

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