Page 54 of Icy Pucking Play

“Well, I can’t imagine how good it would be if you had been practicing recently. I don’t know if I could handle it.”

She kisses me, and everything feels right in the world. Like all the walls I've built start to crumble under the weight of her touch, her trust, her stunning body.

Sophie looks at me with a mischievous glint in her eye. "Well, let's see if I can return the favor," she purrs. She pushes me gently onto my back and begins trailing kisses down my chest. I relax as her fingers work at my belt buckle.

Sophie takes her time, her lips and hands exploring every inch of newly exposed skin. When she finally frees my aching cock, she looks up at me through her lashes. "Is this okay?" she asks softly.

I can only nod, not trusting my voice. She smiles and lowers her head, her tongue darting out to taste me. I groan atthe sensation, my hips bucking involuntarily. Sophie places a steadying hand on my thigh as she takes me into her mouth.

The wet heat of her mouth engulfs me and I let out a low moan. Sophie takes her time, swirling her tongue around the head before slowly sliding down my shaft. The sensation is incredible: soft and slick and so warm. It's been years since anyone has done this for me, and the pleasure is almost overwhelming.

Sophie's hands caress my thighs as she works me with her mouth. She alternates between long, slow strokes and focusing on just the tip, her tongue teasing the sensitive underside. My hips twitch involuntarily and she hums in approval, the vibrations sending shivers through me.

I thread my fingers gently through her hair, not guiding, just needing to touch her. She looks up at me through her lashes, her eyes dark with desire, and the sight nearly undoes me.

Sophie takes me deeper, her tongue swirling around the head of my cock as she slowly bobs up and down.

She sets a leisurely pace, savoring every inch. Her hand works in tandem with her mouth, stroking what she can't fit. I'm lost in the sensations, the softness of her lips, the occasional graze of teeth that sends shivers through me.

When she pulls back to catch her breath, she looks up at me. "You taste so good," she murmurs before diving back in. This time she takes me even deeper, relaxing her throat to accommodate every inch of me.

Her lips slide down my shaft once more, taking me impossibly deep. I let out a shuddering breath as she swallows around me, her throat constricting in the most exquisite way. She holds me there for a long moment before slowly pulling back, her tongue tracing every vein and ridge.

"Sophie," I groan, fighting to keep my hips still. "I’m so close."

She hums in response, the vibrations sending sparks of pleasure through me. Her hand works in tandem with hermouth, twisting gently as she bobs her head. The dual sensations are driving me wild.

I watch in awe as she takes me in again and again, her cheeks hollowing as she sucks. The sight of my cock disappearing between her soft lips is mesmerizing. Her eyes flutter closed in concentration and I'm struck by how beautiful she looks like this.

When I can’t stand it a second more, I come in her mouth with so much force I don’t know if she’ll be able to take it all. But she does, sucking every last drop out of me and swallowing hard.

She smiles up at me just as my phone blares Julia's ringtone.

"What?” I answer. I love her but, for the love of God, could she quit bugging me?

"Well hello to you too, sunshine!" Julia's voice is way too cheerful. "Quick question: does Natalia still hate mushrooms? I'm meal-planning for the weekend."

I look at Sophie, who can hear the conversation and is trying not to laugh at my expression.

"That's what couldn't wait? Mushroom preferences?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, am I interrupting something?"

"Yes."

"Good! That means you're not still standing outside like a creeper." I can hear her grin. "Tell Sophie hi from me!"

She hangs up before I can respond.

"Everything okay?" Sophie asks, repositioning her clothes, even when her barely suppressed smile suggests she heard every word.

"Fine. Just my sister being..."

"Your sister?"

"Yeah." I slide a hand through my unruly hair. "I should probably let you get to bed. It's late, and…"

"Stay." She catches my hand. "Just...for a little while? We can finish the movie?"

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