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A mischievous grin spreads across my face as I hike my skirt up and obey, plunging a finger into my folds as I toy with the fleshy bud, rolling and pinching it between my thumb andforefinger. Breathy moans fall from my lips and I glance back up at Kellan, who’s watching me with bated breath.
“Like this, Daddy?” I ask, adding a little mewl to my tone. “Oh, it feels so good, Daddy!” Pressing two fingers into my pussy, I arch my back and whimper.
Kellan growls. “You’re being a tease, Wildflower. I didn’t tell you to put anything inside yourself.”
“Oh, Daddy,” I moan. “I just can’t help it. Feels so good. Too good.” My middle fingers pick up speed, fucking into my tight heat as my thumb and forefinger continue their assault on my clit, rubbing over the fleshy nub with fervor.
“If you get off without permission, you’ll be in trouble, little girl,” Kellan warns, a dark look in his eyes that has my stomach clenching.
“Oh, yes!” I cry, putting extra effort into my movements, and just as I’m cresting, Kellan grabs my hand, pulling it away from me.
“Oh, you’re in trouble now,” he says, a feral grin on his face.
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KELLAN
Darcy gives me a sultry, half-lidded look that says she’s not sorry at all for getting off without my permission. The thought of her taking the lead in our kinky games sends a thrill down my spine, excited that I’m finally with a partner who likes to enjoy the same things I do, who doesn’t find it odd or off-putting. She’s everything I’ve ever wanted in a woman—smart, independent, self-confident, sexy as hell, and my equal in every way, both in and out of the bedroom.
My hand is still holding her wrist and I bring her fingers up to my mouth, sucking the taste of her off her digits. She’s delectable, so sweet and musky, just for me.
“I’m going to punish you now,” I say, the grin on my face growing. “You’re so needy, so wet, so hot that I think I need to cool you down.”
Darcy juts her chin up, giving me a defiant look that tells me everything I need to know. This will be fun. I pull her to her feet and push her gently to the ground. “You’re going to kneel here until I get back, and when I do, you’re in for it, little girl. Understood?”
“Yes, Daddy,” she says, a little smirk on her face. I can’t wait to wipe it off as I pad out of the bedroom quietly and head for the kitchen, pulling open the freezer and grabbing what I’m looking for before I return to the bedroom.
“This is ice,” I tell her. “I’m going to stuff your little pussy full and until the last one that fits inside melts, you’re not getting off. You can watch me touch myself, but you’re not getting off until I say so this time.”
A flush appears on her cheeks, her eyes tracking my movements as she watches me lay the ice cub tray on the bed. “Now come here, little girl.”
Darcy rises and walks over to me, tugging at her blouse which is hanging off her shoulders, but I reach out and stop her. “Nope, you don’t do anything without my say-so tonight,” I tease. “We’re extending the time until you get to get off now.”
She pouts, a little whine in her throat, but I brush my thumb over her cheek. “Behave, Wildflower. If you’re a good girl, I might reward you sooner. What’s your color?”
“Green,” she says and stands perfectly still, waiting to be instructed. I love seeing her willing to trust me like this. It’s as though all the barriers between us have broken down now and she understands that I’ll always look out for her, always protect her, no matter what.
I push the shirt and bra off her shoulders and then pull her skirt down over her hips, followed by her panties. Once she’s naked, I instruct her to lie on the bed, knees bent, thighs parted.
A rush of adrenaline courses through me as she obeys perfectly, watching me through long lashes as I slowly strip down in front of her. I want to tease her as long as possible until she’s practically crying and begging for me to touch her.
Once I’m finished, I stand next to the bed and lift an ice cube out of the tray, pressing it to her pussy lips. She squeaks, jerking in surprise, but settles back down and shivers, squirming a littleas I press it into her overheated cunt. The ice cube threatens to slide out again so I push it back.
“Squeeze your walls together,” I instruct her. She complies, and I grab another ice cube, repeating the process until I’ve stuffed her full with the entire tray.
“Keep it inside,” I order, reaching down to stroke over my cock, watching the water drip down her already wet pussy. The sight has my already aching cock starting to leak precum, which I use to lubricate the slick glide of my hand over the shaft.
Stroking up and down, I twist my hand at the top, rubbing a thumb against the bundle of nerves at the slit, and groan, a heady rush filling me. Darcy squirms again, shivering as the ice cools inside her, water trickling down her thighs and dripping down onto the bed.
“You like this?” I ask, voice husky and deep as I continue working my hand over myself, slowly rubbing up and down, thumbing the slit, stroking the veiny underside before moving to the base to squeeze.
She nods, her gaze fixed almost hypnotically on the sight of my hand on my throbbing erection. The more precum that leaks out, the wetter the slide until the filthy, slickened noises fill the room. My hips rut forward into the touch, another groan spilling from me as my hand begins to move faster. “Oh, fuck, baby. Too bad you can’t enjoy this with me. It feels so good. You’re missing out,” I say, my words coming out in little gasps and pants.
Darcy whimpers again and shifts, the ice inside her nearly slipping out, but she squeezes her walls, keeping it from escaping. One ice cube on its own would melt quickly in the heat of a pussy, but having all twelve keeps the environment just cool enough to slow the process down quite a bit. It will take a while before every last one is melted, which is exactly my plan.
My smirk widens and I let out a shivery breath as I fist myself, fucking into my hand with abandon. It feels so good, andI’m not sure whether I want to hold back or force Darcy to watch me get off without her.
Glancing over at her as she watches me intently, I make my decision. With a little reluctance, I pull my hand away and climb onto the bed, straddling her waist.
