Javi laughs as he pulls me into his lap so I’m straddling him. “Oh, I wanted to, Princess. There’s no mistaking that. But you were just too damn feisty to let me.”
“Don’t forget it.”
“I couldn’t even if I tried.”
I kiss him softly before we part again. “Ally wants to meet you.”
“Your friend from The Jameson?”
“Yeah. We’ve been friends for most of our lives and was always near me in high school. She’s my best friend and I told her about us. She needs to give her seal of approval.”
He takes a deep breath of courage. “I thought she looked familiar. Okay. I can do that.”
“Don’t worry. She’s nothing like my dad. Hell, just a few weeks ago she was trying to set me up with her ice cream man.”
“What?” Javi laughs.
“Yeah. There’s this young ice cream man that drives around her neighborhood. She was convinced I needed to get laid and kept trying to get us together. She’s exasperating sometimes,” I say with a roll of my eyes.
“Are you into ice cream men, Sydney?” Javi grates as he begins to press kisses to my neck, my head tilting over instinctually to give him better access.
“No. Just men who give me ice cream,” I tease breathlessly.
“Hmmm. I might be able to do that.” He presses a kiss to my lips again and then moves me off him and walks toward the kitchen. I hear noise but then Javi returns quickly with a small pint of ice cream and two spoons.
“Oh, you’re spoiling me,” I sing as he sits down and pops the lid off the top. It’s a simple vanilla ice cream with fudge swirls, but it sounds utterly perfect right now. I stab it with my spoon to take a bite, popping the creamy treat in my mouth and moaning before I sense Javier tensing up beside me.
“Take your shirt off, Princess.”
“What?” I look at him, stunned at how quickly his demeanor changed. “Why?”
“Because I’m going to show you what a real man can do to you with some ice cream.” He drags his spoon from his lips and then licks his mouth, making me throb for him immediately.
I set my spoon on the coffee table and then proceed to lift my shirt from my torso, baring my body to him.
“Now the bra.”
I snap the clasp in the back of my black bra and drag it away from my body slowly, itching with need for what he’s going to do to me. The last time we were together it was frantic and rushed because we were so desperate for each other. Tonight I feel like he’s going to ravish me, cherish me, take his time because we have it. Tomorrow is Saturday, I already know I’m spending the night, and now we’re together—this is going to be different.
“Lift your hips.” His hands find the band of my leggings and he pulls them and my underwear down my legs and helps me free of them, leaving me completely naked next to him on the couch. Then he reaches behind his head and extracts his shirt from his body, giving me that view of his chiseled stomach and arms—the muscles that make me dizzy every time I touch them.
“Lie on your back.”
“Yes, sir,” I mock, reclining my body and trying to relax, even though I can’t wait for him to touch me.
Javi’s eyes bounce all over my skin—from my face, to my breasts, to my freshly bare pussy. I watch him soak me up before he groans and then reaches for the ice scream, scooping out a bite and then bringing the spoon to my nipples. The freezing metal hits my nipples and instantly makes them hard as I cry out from the contact.
“That’s cold …”
“Don’t worry. I’m about to warm you up, babe. But first, I’m going to lick this ice cream off every part of your body I love.” His lips find mine and then he pulls back and rubs the ice cream over my nipple and down to my navel.
“You love my body?” I ask on an exasperated sigh as I watch his tongue dart out and lick my nipples clean.
“Fuck yeah, I do. And now it’s all mine.”
“It always was.”
His head pops up and we lock eyes, speaking words between our gazes. I’m his and he’s mine, no matter how hard we tried to fight it.
Javi scoops up more ice cream and drags it across my lips, down my neck, over my nipples again before he licks up the trail, leaving me panting and desperate for him to relieve the ache between my thighs. But the next scoop he takes he rubs on my inner thighs before it starts to melt and he rushes to prevent it from dipping down on the couch.
“Fuck.” He laughs as he dives between my legs and laps at my skin, making me chuckle as well.
“This was your idea, genius. I could have told you this was going to get messy.”
His head pops up, his eyes narrow intensely as I feel his fingers toy with my entrance, and then he plunges two fingers inside of me, making me gasp from the intrusion.
“You were saying?” His fingers slide in and out of me with ease before his tongue finds my clit and he’s working me toward an orgasm with skill—the skill I already knew this man possessed.
“Oh, God … Javi.” I groan as my hands find his hair and pull at the strands while his mouth does asinine things between my legs.
“I want you to come in my mouth, Princess.”
“I’m almost there,” I pant. And then I feel Javier push against my other hole, pressing in just enough to make my orgasm come to fruition. “Yes!” I shout into the room, moaning over and over as my release rides out in my body.
“God, you’re so fucking sexy when you come, babe.” Javier withdraws his fingers from me and then stands, shoving his shorts down as he grabs
