CHAPTER 3

REEVA

He climbed back over me, and sprayed a thick swirl of whipped cream between my breasts.

“Hold still.”

His tongue followed the trail, licking and sucking until I whimpered. Then he took a cube of ice, running it over one nipple, then the other.

I shivered. “That’s cold!”

I arched into him, losing my mind. His fingers were already back between my thighs, sliding in and out of me with smooth, maddening rhythm.

“You gonna come for me again?”

“Yes,” ...