As soon as my orgasm begins to ebb, my head comes up with panted breath. “I just thought of something else!” I shout. “Can you flip me upside down facing you?”
Iceman pauses his licking and looks up at me. The whole bottom of his face is covered in Eau de Delta. It’s funny...and hot. I can see him realize what it is that I’m wanting, and a heat laced smile spreads across his juicy face. He doesn’t say anything, because instead, he does exactly like I ask and flips me upside down like I’m a weightless demon pinwheel. With an excited laugh, I grab onto his hip and hook my thighs on Iceman’s shoulders so he still has pussy access too.
I lick my lips as I stare at the thick hard cock in front of my upside down face, and hum my excitement.
Come to mama!
I wrap my palm around his base and quickly lower my warm mouth around his cool tip. Iceman hisses and jerks into my mouth involuntarily, and I love that the feel of me messes with his control. He’s always so composed and dominant. It’s a heady feeling to know my mouth can strip him of those things so quickly.
The blood rushes to my head as I hang, and I realize I need to pick up the pace before my brain and body start to reject this position. I take him deeply into my throat, swallowing him down to calm the gag that it starts to trigger. He groans and renews his attention on my pussy, sucking on my clit to bring me to the brink again as I bob back and forth on his cock. I take him deeper and deeper until I’ve almost taken him whole, and then reach to cup his balls, massaging as I work him with my mouth.
I feel him drop his head back, too lost to the pleasure I’m sucking out of him to multitask with my pussy. I love it, and work him harder in my mouth, squeezing his balls more firmly in my hand.
“I’m going to come, Maverick,” he moans, warning me, but I’m not deterred. His balls get tighter, and he starts to thrust into my mouth faster, so I hold on to his hips and revel in it.
Face fucking is the best!
I take him down as deep as I can go. His muscles clench against my body, and then he calls out my name as he orgasms, his cum dripping down my throat. I drink him down, milking his cock with my hand and mouth. As soon as he’s recovered enough, he buries his face in my pussy while I lick him clean, his cock still hard like it’s ready for round two.
Don’t mind if I do.
I push off Iceman’s hips and lift my head, hoping the new position will help encourage the blood to rush right back out of it, as Iceman somehow coaxes another orgasm out of me, and I moan and practically twerk on his face.
Fuck!
He flips me right side up and sets me gently on my feet, both of us with hunger still in our eyes and blissed out smiles, and me slightly lightheaded but in the best way.
“Take me to bed or lose me forever,” I quote breathlessly, and then I start singing “Take My Breath Away.” My serenade abruptly ends when Iceman picks me up and throws me onto the bed with a laugh. I squeal and giggle as I bounce onto the mattress, but the frame gives a thunk, and the mattress slightly sags.
“Oh, shit!” I giggle. “Way to break my bed!”
“Psh, it’s not broken,” he rebuffs—and then gingerly crawls across the mattress like he’s waiting for us to plummet to the ground at any moment. When it seems to hold our combined weight, he looks up at me with a smile. “See, it’s just bruised a little.”
I laugh even harder and spread my legs, inviting him in as he crawls up my body, kissing as he goes. He hits an especially ticklish spot with his cold tongue, and I explode into a fit of laughter. I grab onto his horns, trying to divert his chin from my stomach, but he just attacks me with his hands, making me laugh even harder. I retaliate and start rubbing down his back spines in delicious defense. He shivers and groans, my own ticklish spots abandoned as he instead brings his cool mouth down to my nipple.
“Yes!” I encourage, rolling my hips against him, practically begging to be filled. But he just pops off one nipple and moves to the other, teasingly slow.
“You’re pure evil,” I accuse on another moan as his mouth sends all kinds of delectable sensations right to my vagina.
“Mmm,” he hums as he kisses up my throat. “And don’t you forget it.”
His tongue continues to play.
The cold temperature of his mouth as he licks and slurps and sucks makes me start writhing and whining, talking incomprehensibly.
Finally, Iceman comes up for air, searing my mouth with a kiss that somehow melts me despite how cold he is. “Are you ready for me, Maverick?” he asks, his tone husky.
I nod vigorously, somehow shaking my whole body with the movement so that even my breasts bounce in the affirmative. He chuckles, capturing the heavy, aching, sensitive mounds and kneading them gently before he reaches down between us to grip his turgid cock. The head is slightly darker blue than the rest of it, and even though he just came down my mouth, there’s already precum dampening the tip.
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