Page 27 of Take A Chance

When I pushed myself up, he picked up the cup of tea. I backed up against the headboard and leaned on it. “Drink the tea,” he said, handing it to me. There was very little ice left, but the drink was cold. I sipped it slowly, but he said, “All of it, now.”

I eyed him for a second, but I did what he said. I drank the entire glass until all that was left in the cup was ice. It was so cold I almost got brain freeze. I would have, except Blake took the cup from my hand and set it down, then grabbed a handful of my hair and guided my face toward his dick. He smirked as I opened my mouth and took him in. His cock was hot, once again a stark contrast to how cold I was, only this time, he was the one enjoying the temperatures.

He thrusted slowly, staring down at me as I sucked and stroked him. I’d never actually done this before. I’d seen it but never experienced it, so I had no way of knowing if I was any good, but the look on his face told me he was enjoying it.

“God... Emma, you’re amazing.”

His praise encouraged me, so I sucked him harder, relaxing my throat so he could push his dick deeper into it. The more I sucked him, the more aroused I became again. I’d already had two orgasms, but I found that pleasuring him was highly enjoyable. So I got aggressive, gripping him more firmly, speeding up my actions. And when I heard tiny grunts of satisfaction, I looked up at him. His mouth was open, his head arched back. He was about to blow.

“God...” He grunted, and then he pulled on my hair, forcing me to stop. His hungry eyes turned on me again. “Not like that.”

He withdrew from my mouth, backing away. Precum beaded on the end of his dick. I eyed it, wiping my mouth. “I want you in me.”

“Oh, you’re going to get it.”

I scooted down in the bed until I was lying down again, and Blake grabbed the cup, tipping it up to his mouth. He drank what little liquid had melted and then took the rest of the ice in his hand. His smirk as he reached for my pussy again had me shivering already. He pushed all of the ice from his palm into me, then immediately followed it with his cock. The feeling was incredible, the heat and the ice all at once.

“You like temperature play?” he asked, slowly thrusting into me. I could hardly answer between gasps and shivering. I could only nod. “You want to do this again sometime?” he asked.

“Yes... God...” I grunted and reached for my clit. This time, he let me touch, so I massaged myself. “Oh, God... do it again.”

“Do it again, what?”

“Do it again, Blake.” I felt my body tensing, preparing for climax, and he pushed in. When the first trail of icy water dribbled out across my ass, my body clenched down, orgasm hitting me. Every thrust sent more water draining out of me, intensifying every sensation, and when Blake exploded in me, his heat was exquisite. I’d felt his release every time we had sex, but this time it was like feeling it for the first time.

Even the look on Blake’s face was more intense. His typical grunts were louder, more guttural. He enjoyed it as much as I did, and when he collapsed onto the bed beside me, I didn’t know if the puddle between my legs was from him, the ice, me, or a combination of it all. He was breathing as heavily as I was, and I was certain the sheets just needed burned.

“Wow...” I sighed and closed my eyes. My body felt like I’d run a marathon at breakneck speeds while riding horseback through the mountains. Every limb felt like a brick.

“Yeah, wow...” He reached for me and took my hand, and at the same time, I heard a car door close.

My eyes popped open wide and I sat up. “They’re back.” I jumped out of bed and raced to the window, peeking out from behind the curtain. Gary’s car was parked in front of the house and Greta was climbing out. “Crap!”

I turned to see Blake bolting out of bed too. He raced for his boxers, and I dived to pick up my panties and bra. We collided in a tangle of limbs, and I ended up sprawled on the floor laughing. “We don’t have time for this,” I chuckled. Blake helped me up off the floor, and I picked up my panties. He dressed quickly while I clumsily hopped around on one foot, trying to stuff my other down the leg of my panties.

“You’re making too much noise,” he whisper-shouted, still snickering.

“That’s what she said.” I couldn’t help myself. We were both laughing so hard someone had to have heard us. I got my bra on and grabbed my T-shirt. By the time I had my pants on and buttoned, Blake was dressed, but he pointed at me with furrowed brows and a smirk.

I looked down at my shirt. It was on inside out and backward, the tag dangling from the neckline beneath my chin. “God bless it.” I shook my head and ripped the shirt off over my head.

“I’ll go head them off.” Blake started for the door, but as I was turning my shirt right-side out, he came rushing back to me and wrapped an arm around my waist. “You are so hot. I want to do this again soon,” he said, kissing my lips.

In a flash, he was gone and I was left standing there giddy, trying to get dressed before Katelyn came up to my room. The mess on the bed still had to be dealt with, and I wasn’t even sure if I could walk right. But I was head over heels.

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Dinner went off without a hitch.Blake ordered pizza and we ate by the pool. Katelyn wanted to swim, but by the time she asked, it was drawing dark already. He took her to lie down and suggested I relax in a hot bath. The moment I sank into the water, I felt the sting of raw flesh between my legs. He’d given it to me so hard I had a small tear, though after the initial pain of the hot water touching it passed, I sat there grinning.

Sex with Blake was an adventure, learning new things, experiencing everything he had to offer me. The ice had likely numbed me, which is why I hadn’t felt my body being stretched like that. If he asked me to do that again, I’d say yes, hands down.

I picked up my phone as I soaked, scrolling through YouTube videos of cats and baby animals. I had spent so much time over the past several weeks taking care of Katelyn that I hadn’t applied any effort at self-care. It felt nice to be pampered a little, even though I was certain Blake hadn’t intended to pamper me with this bath. He was only being a good father, spending time with his daughter. Still, it was a kind gesture, and one I would thank him for later.

My phone buzzed, Allegra’s image flashing on my caller ID. I swiped right to answer and held the phone to my ear, careful not to get it wet.

“Hey, girl. How’s it going?”

“Oh, my God, Emma, are you okay?” Allegra sounded frantic. Her voice was high-pitched and she sounded out of breath.

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