Page 110 of The Overtime Kiss

“Name it.”

I slide my hand around her waist.

“I’ll coach you. But you need to know this—I’m going to love every fucking second of it.”

She rolls her lips together like she’s holding in all her excitement. “Me too. Can I unwrap it now?”

“You’d better,” I say, my voice rough.

She unwraps the Popsicle—a long, cherry one, then sets the box back in the freezer. “What do I do now?”

Her eyes are wide. Guileless. Innocent, but also filthy at the same time. Flickering with desire. With her wish to learn.

“Part your lips just slightly,” I tell her.

She complies.

“Yeah. That’s perfect. Do you know why?”

She shakes her head. “No idea.”

I lift a hand, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “Because it looks like you really want it. That’s the best part of a blow job. When she wants to give it to you.”

She shudders slightly. “I want it. I want you.”

Best words ever. “Same here, baby. Same fucking here,” I say.

Her lips remain parted as she lifts the Popsicle, waiting for my instruction. And I am an inferno, burning everywhere.

Somehow, I manage to speak. “Just the tip. Just past those gorgeous lips.”

She brings the icy treat to her mouth and I nearly lose my mind.

I grip the edge of the counter, holding tight so I don’t ruin this lesson by ending it too soon. “Now, flick your tongue around the head.”

And I watch as she swirls her tongue around it. It’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.

Then it’s even sexier when she draws half an inch of red ice into her mouth. A jolt of pleasure slams into me, barreling down my spine.

I can barely stand how good she looks right now.

“Wrap your lips around it,” I grit out, mesmerized, unable to look anywhere else.

She gasps as she sucks the tip of the Popsicle.

A sharp breath hisses out between my teeth.Fuck.

My face is on fire. My cock throbs in my jeans. I am turned on in every single cell of my body.

“Does it taste good?” I manage to ask.

She nods against the Popsicle, murmuring, “Delish.”

“Now draw a little more between those sweet lips,” I tell her.

She pulls it out of her mouth for a second. “Like this?”

Then she draws it back in.

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