LXXXVI

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he walked away from my knelt body

walking towards our tent

do i move?

did i do something wrong?

i huffed, pressing the heel of my foot against my clit

slowly rocking back and forth

he walked back from the tent, holding a cup

setting it beside me

he grabbed my leg, gently pulling it from beneath me

laying my body back in the sand

his hand was behind my head, and his body hovered over mine

he smiled, his lips inches,

centimeters,

from mine

he picked up the cup of water, drinking from it

he placed the cup back, leaning back over me

but with an ice chip, protruding out of his mouth

he propped my head up with his palm, brushing his lips against mine

immediately transferring the cold sensation into my mouth

our tongues moved rhythmically against each other

quickly thinning out the ice

he pulled away from the kiss

his lips hovering over mine

"don't move" he whispered, reaching back for the cup

moving another ice chip into his mouth

he held it steady in between his lips

gently brushing it across my stomach

the cold sensation was shocking at first

but quickly built into pleasure

he dragged it up towards my chest

tracing circles around my erect nipples, leaving water droplets behind

i gripped his waistband in response to the unusual sensation

weirdly enjoying it

he placed another ice cube in his mouth, dragging it down my stomach

he forced my legs apart, causing me to gasp

he smirked, eyeing me then my bikini bottoms

he gently pressed his finger against my clit, through my bottoms

he knows i'm on the brink of begging

and i'm sure my throbbing area only made it even more obvious

i groaned, lifting my hips for more

"use your words, what do you want?"

i collapsed my hips back into the sand, frustrated with his teasing

he gripped my hips, flipping me on my fours

he pulled my bottoms down, moving them off of my legs

"cain please stop tea-"

a vibrant sting spread across my ass

shooting pleasure to my pussy

i gasped, trying my best to not move my thighs closer together

"mine." he slid his finger through my folds

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