Dirty Charmer by Chase Emma

Author:Chase, Emma
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Tags: The Bodyguards
Publisher: Emma Chase, LLC
Published: 2020-05-18T16:00:00+00:00

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In my line of work, ice can be an extremely helpful entity. A balm for bruised knuckles and overtaxed muscles. But it’s a delicate dance between pleasure and pain. Ice awakens the nerve endings, shocks the surface of the skin, making everything it first touches oversensitive and ultra-responsive.

I love ice. When it’s melting on my tongue, floating in my scotch—and especially when a smooth, glossy cube is between my fingers, like it is right now, slowly circling the delicious peaked pebble of Abby’s bare nipple.

A reedy gasp leaks from her throat and melts into a whimpering moan when I replace the cold ice with my hot mouth. I worship her with my mouth—twirling my tongue and sucking gently, soothing her chilly flesh.

She’s never done this before—experimented with the sensations of hot and cold—and I love that too. That I get to show her, teach her all the dark, dirty delights my deviant mind can conjure.

We’re in my office at the S&S shop long after everyone else has gone home. I was working late and Abby got off late from the hospital, so she took a cab here so we could get off together. And now my clothes lay in a ragged heap on the floor beside the dark blue scrubs she arrived in.

Those scrubs—they’re sexier than any lace or leather lingerie to me now. Because to the outside observer they’re shapeless and bland, but I know . . . fuck, how well I know . . . the paradise of curves and sweet flesh that hides beneath.

Abby’s on my desk, leaning back on her hands, arching her back so her breasts push out towards me. Her knees spread wider, making room for my hips, pleading for my touch.

And what kind of bastard would I be to deny her?

I lift my head from her breast so I can watch the glistening trail of the ice cube as I slide it between the valley of her breasts, down her contracting stomach. I follow it with my tongue, lapping at the liquid, swallowing the taste of her.

And despite the demanding spike of my cock straining for relief, Abby’s too delicious for me not to kneel down and pull her to the edge of my desk, and drag the ice cube between her legs. Along her slick folds and around and around her plump pink clit, not touching directly—that would be too much—but near enough to make her hips lift and incoherent needy whimpers sing from her throat.

When the ice is almost melted and neither of us can stand a moment more, I envelop her with my mouth. Giving in, giving what she needs, and taking for myself. Her pussy is cold against my tongue, so I lick and lap at her lips to warm them. But inside—inside she’s hot as honey and tastes twice as sweet.

Abby writhes above me and my own hips rotate, fucking air in the same tempo as my tongue. And then she’s mindlessly gripping my hair and

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