Page 136 of Matchmaking the CEO

"Yours," she said before I could say anything and then smiled.

I kissed her again and then took off the rest of my clothes, including my boxers. Stepping back, I grabbed the box of ice cream, leading us deeper inside the suite. I put the box on the desk, opening it. She swallowed so hard that I heard her.

"That's why you wanted a box to go," she said.

"Oh yeah, babe."

She turned her back to me. The scrap of silk between her ass cheeks was insanely sensual and sexy. She peeked at me over her shoulder as she unhooked her bra and then turned back around, showing me her breasts.

"Sit on the bed," I said.

She did as I said.

"Part your thighs now. Very wide."

She did that too. Her breath caught.

"Touch yourself. I want to see you."

"Over the panties? Or do you want me to slide my hand in?"

My cock twitched. It was fully erect now. She licked her lips, looking at it.

"Start on the outside."

She did exactly as I asked, rubbing her fingers up and down over the fabric.

I walked straight to her, dipping two fingers in the ice cream and smearing it around her nipple. I waited for a few seconds so the cold would seep into her, and then I put my mouth on the same spot.

"Oh, Jake."

I felt her press her thighs together, and then she immediately slid her hand inside her panties. I was gloriously proud. I turned her on so fast that she couldn't bear not touching herself.

"Move it slowly." I spoke against her skin while smearing ice cream on her other nipple. Then I repeated the same scenario, waiting for the cold to take effect before applying heat.

"I need to move faster," she begged. Her voice was my undoing.

"No, babe. Now I'm taking over. Lift your gorgeous ass."

As soon as it was up in the air, I slid her panties down.

"Lie down," I ordered, and she did. The next second, I put a fine trail of ice cream from her navel right down to her pubic bone.

"Please, please, please," she panted.

I didn't touch her pussy first. I licked the ice cream, letting it melt on my tongue so it was cold but not uncomfortable on her sensitive flesh. Then I pressed the flat of my tongue against her clit. She jackknifed, nearly kneeing me in the ear.

"Oh my God, Jake."

I didn't give her any reprieve. She was so turned on already, I knew she would only need a few minutes to go over the edge. There was nothing I liked better than seeing her come. Scratch that. There was one thing that was better—feeling her give in to the pleasure.

I kept her thighs wide apart, so she wouldn't have the chance to knee me in the head again, and feasted on her pussy. I could still taste her underneath the ice cream. It was intoxicating. I kneaded her clit, alternating between that and pushing my tongue inside her until I heard her muffled scream. She'd covered her face with a pillow, yet I could still hear her. She was so sexy, and she was going to be mine forever.

When she let the pillow drop, I moved up on the bed, watching her. Her face was completely red. Her whole body was still shaking. She closed her eyes as if she wanted to internalize the last drops of bliss. I cupped her ass cheek, pulling her farther up the bed, and she blinked her eyes open.

"Jake, we’ll need to buy ice cream more often and bring it home with us."

"Oh, we will," I assured her.

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