Page 34 of Doll Face
Kenzie runs the ice on my breasts, around my nipples, and down my stomach. I gasp out each time the ice hits a new, sensitive area, my arousal building quickly.
“Oh princess, I love the way you perk up when I touch you,” she murmurs.
“Don’t tease me,” I beg. I’m sitting on her lap in just a small thong as an increasingly wet patch grows on the fabric.
“Oh, but I love it when you beg,” she says, desire coating her voice.
She runs the ice cube down my stomach and stops at my core. “Oh!” I gasp, feeling the cool sensation take over my body. The warm, wet center of my core melts the ice almost instantly, but not before leaving behind an equally cool sensation.
“Oh, baby,” I moan for her.
She picks up her glass of bubbly and pours some in her mouth. Then, she surprises me by leaning forward and pouring it into my mouth. It should be gross, the act alone, but something about the way she does it only turns me on even more. She could probably do anything, and I would find it sexy.
“Mmm,” I murmur against her lips. She bites down on my bottom lip and pulls it out, just far enough, then sucks on it gently.
I push her shoulders back into the cool satin sheets. Grabbing one last ice cube, I pop it into my mouth. Diving between her thighs, I push her legs wide open and lick her clit slowly. She moans, clenching my head between her thighs under my touch. I don’t know if it’s because of the ice or my tongue alone, but she is dripping wet and extra sweet today.
“God, I love you.” She whimpers and her hips buck against my face, drenching my chin in her juices. I continue licking and sucking on her clit, taking in all of her. The ice begins melting in my mouth, giving me easier control over it as I run it up and down her slit. Her swollen sex is throbbing from the ice.
“Oh! I’m close,” she calls out as I slide a finger up to her clit. She continues whimpering, and as the ice melts, I keep my tongue on her clit and slide two fingers inside her. Pumping and curling my fingers, I rock them into her center. I feel her core tightening against my fingers as she’s coming. Her back arches off the bed, and I hear a plethora of curses as she orgasms around my hand.
“Oh, fuck, princess.” Kenzie pulls my face into hers instantly and pushes me back into the bed. My head hits the pillows as she’s climbing on top of me. Without missing a beat, her thigh is between mine, and we’re scissoring.
“Oh, god, yes!” I moan. I want to close my eyes and enjoy every second of this, but instead I keep them open and glued to Kenzie. She does the same, her hazel stare boring into mine as we rock together.
“Yes!” I scream as our wet pussies glide across each other’s.
“I want you to be a good princess and squirt all over me,” she commands. I bite down on my bottom lip and hold back a moan but she takes my face in her hand and looks at me. “Don’t hold back, I want to hear every last whimper out of you.”
“I love you!” I call out breathlessly. I’m trying to hold back on purpose, but fuck if it isn’t the hottest thing for her to want my sounds.
“I love this. Being with you, I love you. So give me all of you, Barbie,” she says quietly.
“I love you too, God. I don’t ever want to be with anyone else.” I whimper as our bodies move together as one.
Kenzie nods but moans as our clits rub together. My hands reach for her breasts that are hanging in my face, and I position one so I can suck on her nipple and watch as she moves her hips enough for the both of us. One hand on my thigh, the other on my left breast, she rocks back and forth, causing the friction that drives me wild. Something about this position makes it my favorite, and she knows that. It’s intimate and sexy as hell.
She rocks and I gasp out for her. “I’m so close!” I say.
“Be a good girl and come for me, princess,” she says, glaring into my eyes.
“Yes! Yes! Yes!” Our hips rock together, and my orgasm flashes though me. I feel it in my clit, and my pussy gushes a waterfall between us. The overflow pushes Kenzie into her second orgasm, and her mouth forms a wide O as she comes for me again.
“Oh, fuck,” I mutter.
“God, you’re so sexy.” She presses her lips to mine, and we roll around the bed, both of us fighting to be on top. Neither of us wants to stop, and honestly, why do we need to?
“Get my toy out of my drawer,” I command.
“Yes, ma’am.” She winks, grabs it, and goes to hand it to me.
I shake my head and she looks at me, with furrowed brows. “I want you to use it,” I whisper.
“On me?” Her eyes widen when I nod.
“I want you to practice touching yourself for an audience. If we’re going to make long-distance work, even just for a few weeks, we’re going to need some sexy FaceTime sessions,” I explain.
“Ah, I like the way you think.” She smiles and sucks on her bottom lip. She takes the toy, turns the speed on low, and presses it to her clit. With a low buzzing, she draws small circles around her.