Page 27 of Save A Horse
“Come on.”I took her hand and led her to the house, making our way into the kitchen for what I had on my mind.
“What are we doing?”
“You’llsee.”I gave her a minute to figure out what wasgoing on, then replied.“How about a little fun?”I winked at her and she giggled.I took the ice cream from the freezer,allpart of my plan.
“Let’smake this interesting.”She grabbed the can of whipped cream from the fridge.“Take off your shirt.”I whippedaround to face her, realizing that she was catching on. I slipped my shirt off, feelinga littlesweat as it lightly stuck to my body.
She sprayed a generous amount of whipped cream onto my chest. It was cool against my skin, and I laughed a little.
“You think you can handle this?”I teased.
She bit her lip and placed a hand behind my neck. I wanted to kiss her, but she backed away right when it was about to happen. Gosh, she was being a tease, and it was working. She drew circles on my skin where the whipped cream was.
“Maybe I want to add more.”
“Oh, really? Show me what you got.”
She leaned in again, licking off some of the whipped cream she had put on my chest. I laughed. Iwas really turned onright now, feeling her touch and seeing her worship me like she was doing. Once she cleaned the whipped cream from me, I took her hand and pulled her closer. I loved the way it felt to touch her.
“What’snext, Daisy?”She grabbed the tub of ice cream.
“I’mnot done just yet.”
She held up the ice cream like a trophy. She took the spoon and plopped some down on my bare chest, and I gasped. She ran her fingers through the ice cream.
“How’s this working for you, cowboy?"She has started calling me that as a teenager, and it was my favorite nickname. I moaned a little as she licked the remnants off my chest.
“You’regoing to pay for this.” As she finished cleaning my chest, I laughed, then kissed her. I kiss her hard, wanting to taste every single bit of her. “Alright,it’syour turn now.”I picked her up and put her on the counter. I needed her there. I took the tub of ice cream from her hands, using the spoon to scoop some out. I pointed the spoon at her shirt. It had to come off.“Come on now.Don’tmake me beg.You know I will.”I would beg. I would worship her if she asked me to.
“Maybe I want you to beg.”I got on my knees and peered up at her. She was hitting all the right buttons.
“Come on,darlin’. Let me get a little taste.”She pointed at the tub of ice cream I was still holding.
“What are you going to do with that?”I winked at her, getting back up on my feet. Igot closer toher and watched her closely as she took off her shirt, examining every layer of her bare skin.
“Don’t worry. You’ll enjoy this as much as I did.”
I put the tub on the counter beside her and leaned in closer. I propped myself on opposite sides of her, moving closer to her. I went in for a kiss and pulled back just as I was centimeters away, just as she had done to me. I started licking off the ice cream from her body, starting with her neck. I remained there for a bit, loving the taste.
“Ihave one last surprise for you.”I walked over to a cabinet and pulled out a bottle of chocolate sauce.“Youdidn’tthinkI’dlet you get off so easily with being a tease earlier, did you?”
I squeezed the bottle and let the syrup drip down her chest. I stopped it with my lips before it rolled down her body too far. I kissed her chest where the sauce stopped, then licked her in one motion all the way up to her neck and back down again. Her taste was indescribable.
I slid the bottle across the counter and pulled her close. I wanted to consume her...devour her. We fit perfectly together. I was so glad to have this back.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Daisy
Ileaned against the counter, letting the coolness of it cool me off slightly from all the heat we had just caused. My heart was still racing. I missed Colt even more than I thought possible to miss someone. Colt was propped against the counter across from me now, and I kept picturing the steamy scene that just played out. It was straight out of a movie, and it was a little hard for me to believe that this was real life…my life. I could still taste the whipped cream and ice cream I licked from his body. The messiness was totally worth it. Just a taste of him and I was a goner.
I crossed my arms, knowing that although what had just happened was absolute perfection, there was more to the conversation that had to be discussed. I was afraid of what might be said, but our talk wasn’t over just yet. The playful banter we had shared was slowly fading away, and this time, I needed to speak up first.
“Colt?”
“Hm?”
“We really need to talk about what happens next. I can’tpretend like everything’s fine.”
