Bonus Chapter 4- The Ice Cube Scene

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"That was incredible." I say, breathing deeply.

"You're the sweetest thing I've ever tasted." he says, standing up, smacking his lips together.

I smile, then start to get up when he pushes me back down. Confused, I look at him, silently asking what's going on.

"Wait here."

Wearing only his boxers, he dashes out of the room before returning just as quickly but with a bowl ice cubes. Curiously, I peer into the bowl while clear air begins to evaporate off of them.

He grins. "Round two." 

"Round two?" I ask, glancing at the bowl of ice cubes again, wondering what he's planning on doing with them. Sure, we experimented with the dominate-submissive act in college because it's a turn on for him. And well let's face it, it's a turn on for me too.

He takes on ice cube out and puts it in his mouth while he grabs another one and hovers over top of me. He winks at me then squeezes the ice cube, sending cold drips of water down my breasts. 

Oh fuck. 

My head rolls back into the sheets as the cold water runs over my taut nipples, sending a mixture of pleasure to my core. I whimper as he squeezes more, the excess water running down my stomach and towards my opening. If he doesn't touch me soon, I'm going to explode. The combination of the freezing water and my rising body temperature has unleashed a waterfall between my legs. I can't tell if it's from the new sensation or the anticipation. Either way, I need him to touch or squeeze something. Right. Now.

As if he can read my mind, he winks at me then lower his head, lips pressing cold kisses to my throbbing neck. My fingers lace his hair, urging him to move lower but he chuckles and stays on my neck instead. His left-hand stays beside my head while his other moves to the bowl of ice, grabbing a piece and swishing it around in his hand. Finally, he mouth moves lower, taking my straining nipple in his cold mouth, sending a new wave of pleasure through me. The coldness knocks the breath out of me while he takes the ice cube in his head and presses it against my clit.

"Oh fuck." I pant, as he continues to suck on my breast. "Fuck Mason."

His mouth releases my nipple as his eyes bore into mine. "Did I say you could talk?"

I shake my head because no way am I fucking up this moment of not having his mouth on my breasts again. 

"Good girl. Enjoy this as much as I am." he says, his mouth capturing my other nipple. 

The ice cube pressed against my clit melts from the intense heat between use, sending a freezing trickle of water into my vagina. Every single nerve in my body is on high alert, wounded together so tight I'm going to scream he doesn't make me come soon. Finally, he starts kissing me, moving lower on my stomach and resting right above my opening. I hold my breath in anticipation for his tongue to enter but instead he sits back on his knees and reaches for another ice cube, plopping one into his mouth, another in his hand.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me." I mutter, my body losing patience. He's making me sweat it, making me guess what he's going to do next, the excitement flowing through my body. It's a battle between my clit and my vagina on who wants his mouth more right now. It's dirty, it's dreadful, and it arouses me beyond my wildest dreams. 

I buck my hips up at an attempt to feel his raging hard-on but he's too quick. He meets my hips right before they make contact, pushing them back down, his eyes blazing. 

"Please." I whimper, hoping my neediness will break him. He finishes melting the cubes then covers me, his mouth on my breasts again, his icy fingers slipping inside me. I moan, the contact sending shiver up my spine, forcing the hair on the back of my neck to stand straight up. 

"Oh god. Don't stop." I scream, pushing my chest up, trying my best to keep my breast in his mouth. His fingers set a blistering pace that make my toes curl, my legs already shaking from the built up orgasm. "Oh my god... oh my god...oh my god." I pant, my breaths becoming more ragged with every thrust.

His fingers get wetter, sliding in and out of me with ease when I feel them turn warm, almost hot. I'm not just coming, oh no, I'm squirting all over my boyfriend's hand, my inner walls tightening over his fingers. My hands twist the sheets and I think I hear a ripping sound but I could care less. All I want to do is relive, and repeat, this orgasm a thousand times.

He withdraws his fingers and maybe I should feel embarrassed but the wicked smile on Mason's face says otherwise. "You're so fucking hot, it hurts."

A wave of nervousness flows through as me as I realize this is the first time I'm completely naked in front of him again. I have accumulated a few more stretch marks and some cellulite over the last five years and I reach for the blanket to cover up. He studies me then catches the blanket before I can pull it over my bare body. 

"Are you trying to deny me the honor of seeing your incredible nude body?" he asks, bewilderment in his voice. What he doesn't understand is I was able to hit the gym five times a week in college. Now, I'm lucky to make it three times if I'm not exhausted from work that day. 

"It's just changed a little since you know..." I say, my voice trailing off. Why am I about to cry right now? I know it shouldn't matter, body positivity and all that, but when he went from hot to straight up sexy in five years, naturally I'm going to be a little self-conscious. 

"You're right. These..." he says, grabbing my breasts. "got bigger. This got tighter." he adds, running two fingers over my opening and sending another round of shivers through me. "And these got stronger." he finishes wrapping my legs around his waist. "And don't even get my started on your ass." 

My cheeks flush at his words, the nervousness dissipating. "Thanks, I just want to make sure you know...that I'm good enough." 

His cocks an eyebrow at me. "Good enough? Let me show you the hold you still have over me."

Before I can ask how, he grabs my ankles and flips me over, my stomach hitting the bed. His hands move to my thighs, pulling me to the edge of the bed, my feet hitting the wood floors. My breath hitches as he runs his hand over my ass then slaps it, knocking the breath out of me. "I'm going to be rough, okay?" he asks, reaching for another condom. I nod, my body getting ready for another round of suspense. 

"Use your words, Lexi. Yes or no to me being rough." he asks again, rolling on the condom. 

"Yes." I say, positioning my hands on the bed. "I want it rough." 

"Dirty girl." he says before wetting his hand from the melted ice and swiping the water in between my opening. I spread my legs open a little further as he grabs my hips and plunges in. The force pushes my forward, but my hands catch me before I faceplant. 

"You are still so tight." he groans, resting his head against my back. I roll my head back too, touching his while he starts pumping into me. He sets a slow pace, making me roll my hips to the side, squeezing the tip of his cock, my walls desperate for more of him. 

He picks his head back up, one hand keeping me steady the other reaching for another ice cube. What could he possibly be doing with it now? Can't he shove his dick in deeper, like please I'm desperate to come again. 

I'm about to open my mouth and tell him exactly that when I feel something cool at the top of my spine. He holds the ice cube between his teeth and drags it painfully slow down my spine, sending mini earthquakes of shock through my back. "uhhh." I moan, folding over on the bed. He moves with me, still dragging the cool water down me. 

I lied. He can keep doing this forever.

"Mason." I pant, his thrusts matching my hips pace. He keeps up the pace as he moves a hand in front of me, pressing his thumb to my clit. The feeling is too much and I squeeze him with every thrust forward until I'm screaming his name, my body soaking him with every ounce I have left. 

"Fuck Lexi." he groans, and I feel the rush of warm liquid. He collapses on top of me, emptying himself inside the condom, before letting out a big breath. Everything about this moment feels right, feels so perfect I have to pinch myself to make sure I'm not having another crazy sex dream. But this is real and he's right there behind me, naked and in a post-nut clarity. 

"You still have a hold on me." he says against my back. "You always will." 


*Okay this is the absolute last chapter! I actually had this written out initially for chapter 10 but was a little nervous about going into this much detail so I cut it. But now it's all yours :)

Thank you so much for reading Lexi and Mason's story. They will forever have a special place in my heart! I have plans to continue writing more stories on here as well and I hope the new couples can live up to these two <3


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