Page 51 of Yours To Hold
“We can add strawberry to the list of what you like then.”
I smile, grabbing the container to drop more onto her stomach. “I wonder which I’ll like the best.”
The next one is white with sprinkles mixed in. I let it soften, watching Ivy squirm as it spreads across her stomach.
Who knew eating ice cream could be so much fun?
As my lips suck up what’s on her skin, her fingers spear through my hair, fisting the long strands on top. Every lick of my tongue on her skin draws another moan out of her.
Licking my lips, I lie on my side next to her. Pleasure is written all across her face.
“How’d that one taste?”
I take her lips in an answering kiss. My tongue dives into her mouth. Tasting. Teasing. Enjoying every swipe, every pass.
“I don’t know. What do you think?”
“I might need another try.” Ivy links her hands around my neck and pulls our mouths together again.
This time, the kiss is slow. Heated. I nip at her lips. She nips at mine. Her leg hooks over my hips, pulling me down into her. It’s like we can’t get close enough.
“I’ve got another one I want to taste.” I drop a quick kiss on her lips.
Grabbing the most boring of them, I drop the now melted chocolate ice cream on her stomach. I watch as it slides over her sides, coating her skin.
I savor every lick as I taste her. Every bit of her skin is sugary sweet.
Dragging a finger through what’s left, I slide my finger lower. Hooking a leg, I open her up to me, covering her clit. The chocolatey flavor mixed with her wetness has me grinding my own cock into the bed.
I’m ready to be inside her, but I cannot get enough of her. The taste of her mixed with the ice cream on my tongue is something I never knew I needed.
It’s fucking delicious.
Now? Now I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to get enough of it.
“Oh my God, Mason.” Ivy is practically humping my face as I sink a finger inside her.
Her pussy is squeezing my finger as I strum my tongue over the tight bundle of nerves. Moans and whimpers hit my ears as I pump my finger in and out of her. As I flick my tongue over her clit.
Ivy is so damn responsive to me. I eat it up.
“I’m so close, Mason.”
My eyes flick up to see her. She’s playing with her tits, eyes squeezed shut in pleasure.
God. I love that I can make her feel like this.
Adding a second finger, I go at her harder. I want to taste her release on my tongue.
Every bit of this is downright dirty. We’re both a sticky mess, but I don’t care. I want everything this woman will give me.
“Mason!” Her shouts echo through the room as she comes apart under my tongue and fingers. I slow my fingers, stroking inside her as she comes down from her high.
“So good.” I kiss the inside of her thigh as I pull my fingers out. “So damn sweet, Ivy.”
“I love how you say my name.”
“Ivy?”
