Page 77 of Mine Forever
I want to devour her. I’m going to give her everything she can handle and then some.
Sliding a piece of ice from the bowl, I touch her skin just above her ankle with it.
“Oh, shit! That’s cold.” Eden tries to jerk away, but the motion only serves to tighten the tie and hold her in place.
“Be still, Sunshine.”
Her breathing speeds up as I drag the ice up each leg, leaving a wet line on her skin.
I lie on my belly between her legs, and when I come to her apex—my heaven—I put the ice in my mouth and lean forward.
When my cold tongue touches her clit, she practically shoots off the bed.
“Chase!” She pants as my tongue flicks up and down her slit. The heat of her pussy clashing with the freezing ice heightens everything.
The ice melts quickly, the cold water dribbling down my chin as I continue to lick her.
She’s so wet, I can’t be sure where the water ends and her sweet desire begins.
The little nub of nerves hardens under my ministrations, a sure sign that she’s close to coming.
She arches her back and moans when I insert a finger into her. When I curve my finger and move it slowly deep inside her folds, she tugs hard on the ties that bind her to the bed.
Eden murmurs incoherently, and I look up at her.
Her flushed skin, her curves all on display, her mouth in a perfect O.
I’ve never seen anything more exquisite.
“Let go, babe. Come in my mouth.”
“Oh God…”
I dip another finger into her wetness and keep up the steadyrhythm, moving in and out of her body, alternating between sucking and flicking her clit.
I want to drive her crazy, push her to that high peak and let her fly.
Her fingers wrap around the ties, her knuckles turning white when she cries out my name.
“Chase, oh God! I’m going to come…I…”
She trails off into a long, high-pitched moan. The walls of her wet heat clench down on my fingers, and her clit hums under my tongue as the orgasm takes over.
I stay where I am, only slowing down my motions when she shudders and her body stops vibrating.
Standing, I stroke my rock-hard dick, watching her catch her breath and relish in her post-orgasmic glow.
“Chase?”
“Yeah?”
“Need you,” she pants out.
An overwhelming desire to take everything she’ll give me brings out an animalistic need to mate with her.
She can’t move her legs, but lifts her hips, as though offering herself to me.
My heart pounds at the sight, and if my girl needs me, I’m here to provide.
