TIFFIN 2

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I apologize if this seems a bit choppy ✨✨ I did my best
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As soon as Hero and I reached the front door, we couldn't seem to keep our hands off each other. Our lips molded perfectly, while our hands fumbled for each others clothes. 

I felt myself pulsating at the thought of what Hero could do to me, but I had to steel myself. Tonight was about him. 

I yanked away from him, though it was difficult. 

"We have to stop." I whispered. "I have plans for you."

"What?" Hero challenged. "You don't want me inside you? I could please you." 

I shook my head. 

"Yes, but it's time for me to give back. It's been months since I've tasted you. I need to do this." 

Hero grunted as he pulled away. 

"Fine. I'll go get the ice." 

As I heard him shuffling around in the ice box, I scurried off to the bedroom, changing into something more sensible. 

Perhaps I could dress in a sleek nightgown or a two piece pajama set. After all, I was going for comfort in a time like this.

Then again, stripping down to my bra and panties would have made more sense. In the time I'd known Hero, my self esteem had improved. 

The old, meek version of me would have shook in her boots to even suggest such a thing. 

After dressing down into the shell shaped set Brendan  picked for me (as a  special sentiment he had called it) I perched on the edge of the bed waiting. 

When Hero finally emerged with the cubes of ice in a bowl, his eyes traveled leisurely down my body, glazing.

"Should I change?" I asked worriedly. 

He cleared throat. 

"No. Keep it on.  I just didn't expect this. You surprise me at every turn."

After setting the bowl on the dresser, Hero sat down next me, grabbing ahold of my chin delicately. 

"How do you want me?" He murmured seductively. 

I licked my lips, already feeling drained. 

"You can start by removing your jeans." 

As Hero began unbuttoning, I placed my hand on his, desperately. 

"Wait. Not yet. I need you rock hard." 

Craning his head back, Hero hissed through his teeth. 

"Kristina... fuck." 

I was shocked at how fast his member twitched upon contact as he arched his hips, forcing his erection into my palm.

It was like steel encased in velvet. 

I didn't refrain from smoothing my hand down his length through the rough material. It felt strange- like sandpaper. 

Then, like magic, his penis jutted up through his jeans invitingly.

"Unless you want me to come now," Hero warned darkly. "You better wrap your lips around me." 

I bit my lip as I struggled against his zipper. I had no idea what I was doing. I'd read about this kink in a book. 

Was I supposed to let the ice melt completely or alternate...? Oh, if I didn't do something quick.