Page 114 of Icy Pucking Play

My hands slide under her shirt, feeling the smooth skin of her back, her sides, her stomach. She gasps as I trace the curve of her breasts, her nipples hardening under my touch. I can feel the heat between her legs, and I can’t wait to be inside her. She arches against me as I slip my fingers inside her, finding that spot that makes her gasp and moan.

"Fuck, Evan," she pants, her hips moving in rhythm with my fingers. "Don't stop."

I don't. I keep fucking her with my fingers, feeling her get wetter and wetter. She grinds against my hand, her breath coming in ragged gasps. I can feel her tightening around me, her body coiling tighter and tighter until she's on the edge of release.

"Come for me, Sophie," I growl, my voice thick with desire. "Let me feel you come all over my fingers."

She does, her body convulsing with pleasure as she moans into my neck trying to be quiet. I can feel her pussy pulsing around my fingers, her wetness coating my hand. It's the hottest thing I've ever felt.

Sophie's hands are just as eager, exploring my chest, my shoulders, my arms. She tugs at my shirt, pulling it over my head, and I do the same to hers. The cool air hits our skin, but it does nothing to dampen the heat between us.

I trail kisses down her neck, her collarbone, her chest, until I reach her breasts. I unclasp her bra and let it fall to the ground. I take one nipple into my mouth, sucking and teasing until she's writhing against me. I move to the other, giving it the same attention, loving the way she responds to my touch.

"I need you inside me, Evan," she begs, her voice breathless. "Please, baby."

I don't need to be told twice. I lift her slightly, just enough to unbutton my pants and push them down along with my boxers. My cock springs free, hard and ready. She reaches down, pulling her skort and thong to the side and guides me to her entrance, slowly lowering herself onto me.

"Fuck, you're so tight," I groan, my hands gripping her hips. "And so fucking wet."

She moans, her head falling back as she takes me in inch by inch. The feeling of her surrounding me, the tightness and the heat, is almost too much to bear. I grip her hips, guiding her asshe begins to move, rising and falling in a rhythm that's both torturous and incredible.

Our breaths come in ragged gasps, our bodies slick with sweat as we move together. I can feel her tightening around me, her body coiling tighter and tighter until she's on the edge of release. I reach between us, finding her clit with my thumb, and rub gentle circles until she's crying out my name, her body convulsing with pleasure.

The sight of her coming undone, the feel of her around me, pushes me over the edge. I come hard, my body shuddering with the force of my release. We hold onto each other, riding out the waves of pleasure until we're both spent and breathless.

But I'm not done with her yet. I lift her off me and turn her around, so she's facing away from me. I position myself under her ready to enter her again, my cock already hard.

"You want more, don't you?" I growl, my voice thick with desire. "You want me to fuck you from behind, don't you?"

"Yes," she pants, her voice breathless. "Please, Evan. Fuck me."

I guide myself into her once more, relishing the sensation as I fill her completely. Sophie lets out a low moan, reaching back and holding on to me to brace herself. I start to move, slowly at first, savoring every inch of her.

"God, you feel amazing," I whisper, my hands gripping her hips tightly.

I pick up the pace, thrusting harder and deeper. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoes in the small room, mingling with our heavy breathing and muffled moans. Sophie pushes back against me, meeting each thrust with equal fervor.

"Harder," she gasps. "Please, Evan, harder."

I oblige, pounding into her with renewed vigor. One hand snakes around to her front, my fingers finding her clit oncemore. I rub tight circles, feeling her body tense and tremble beneath me.

Sophie's breath comes in short, sharp gasps as I drive into her relentlessly. Her fingers continue to grip me and I can feel her getting close again, her inner walls clenching around me.

"That's it, baby," I encourage her, my voice raspy with exertion. "Come for me again. Let me feel you."

With a muffled cry, she shatters, her body shaking as waves of pleasure wash over her. The pulsing of her muscles around me is too much, and I follow her over the edge, burying myself deep inside her as I come.

We stay like that for a moment, both of us panting heavily, before I slowly pull out. Sophie turns to face me, her cheeks flushed and her hair disheveled. She looks utterly ravished and incredibly sexy.

"That was..." she starts, then trails off, a satisfied smile spreading across her face.

I pull her close, pressing a tender kiss to her forehead. "Yeah, it was," I agree, my voice soft.

We take a moment to catch our breath and compose ourselves. Sophie straightens her skort while I pull up my pants. We exchange knowing glances as we quickly freshen up, trying to erase any obvious signs of our tryst.

"We should probably head back," I say reluctantly. "Tom and Mike are probably wondering where we disappeared to."

Sophie nods, but there's a mischievous glint in her eye. "True. But let's take the scenic route back, shall we?" She winks at me. "I'm not quite ready to rejoin civilization just yet."

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