“That’s cruel. That’s…”
She exited the bedroom, crossed the suite to its fully stocked bar and pulled open the small fridge.
Icy air kissed at her flushed flesh, pinched her nipples harder, as she reached in and removed what she’d come for.
“Oi!”
She grinned at his shout.
“Get your sexy fucking arse back in here, Mrs. Rabbit.”
Closing the bar fridge, she returned to the bedroom, carrying the glass of ice cubes she’d retrieved.
Jed’s gaze found it as she drew closer to the side of the bed. His chest rose and fell as he watched her lean against the post to which his right ankle was bound.
She arched an eyebrow. Plucked one cube from the glass and popped it into her mouth.
Crunched it with her teeth.
His Adam’s apple jerked up and down his throat.
Mouth full of crushed ice, Chloe climbed back onto the bed. She kneeled at his side, slid a hand over his stomach, up to his chest. Played with his nipple for a moment, his hitching breaths the most exquisite soundtrack she’d ever heard, and then smoothed her palm down to his cock and wrapped her fingers around its girth.
His eyes rolled back into his head with pleasure before closing. A low groan tore at his chest.
She smiled, and then—while his eyes were still closed—bent at the waist and captured his left nipple with her lips, sucking its tiny point into her ice-filled mouth as she continued to pump his erection.
“Holy fuck,” he burst out, hips bucking.
Swallowing the melting ice, she sat up and wiped at her lips.
A wobbly breath fell from Jed and, shaking his head, he opened his eyes. “Again.”
Tight heat shot through Chloe. Lips curling, she plucked another cube from the glass and slipped it into her mouth.
Jed let out a moan of delighted surrender and closed his eyes once more.
Chloe crunched on the ice for a second. She saw Jed stiffen, preparing himself for the icy assault on his nipple.
Smiling, she drew her loose grip up his cock and lowered her mouth to it. Slid the cool, wet seal of her lips over its bulbous head. And then plunged down his length.
He let out a shout, hips slamming upward.
She withdrew to the distended rim of his head, kneading his balls with one hand as she teased his nipple with the other, and then sucked his entire organ back into the icy well of her mouth.
“Fuck, Chloe…” he ground out. “Holy…holy…fuck…”
She tormented him that way with ice cube after ice cube. When the few she’d brought into the bedroom were gone, she retrieved more.
Jed strained at the scarves every time she slid a cube past her lips, his eyes burning with lust and pleasure and want.
Occasionally she teased his nipples with the ice before licking the cold beads of water from each one. Occasionally she captured his mouth with hers and fed him the cooling chunks of ice with her tongue.
Once, she told him to open his mouth and stick out his tongue.
He did so without question. She placed a small cube on it, told him not to crush it, and then, holding his gaze, positioned herself over his face, pussy aligned to his lips.
He groaned as she lowered herself to his mouth.
She whimpered as he almost made her come with his icy tongue and the melting cube.
The third time she climbed off the bed, he called after her.
“Chloe?”
She stopped at the bedroom door and looked at him over her shoulder. “Jed?”
“Don’t bring back ice this time.”
“What do you want me to bring back?”
Hunger flared in his eyes. “A condom.”
She arched an eyebrow.
He lifted his own. “It’s that, or I come all over your face.”
“Condom it is,” she answered, even as her heart leapt into her throat.
Without waiting for his response, she turned and crossed the threshold.
It took her less than a minute to find her handbag in the suite’s living room and retrieve the condom she always carried with her in her purse.
Jed might have one as well, but she was always prepared.
She knew enough women in the music world,