Page 27 of Mister Gregory


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I grab another ice cube, trapping it between her ass cheeks. She trembles under my touch, clutching frantically at the sheets.

I can't help but grind my hips against her, feeling the heat of her pussy against the head of my cock. She's soaked for me, and it fuels the desire to make her crazy. I want her drowning in pleasure before I fuck her again.

"Roman," she gasps, her body arching towards me as if begging for my touch. "Please."

Her plea ignites a fire in me, fueling my desire to drive her wild. Fuck, this woman knows how to push my buttons.

I slide another ice cube down to her pussy, letting it tease her entrance as I watch her writhe. Her eyes are half-lidded with lust now, her breath coming in short little pants that tell me she's ready for anything I might throw at her.

With a slow smile, I press the ice against her clit, watching her reaction. She tries to take it inside of her without my permission, making me throb with anticipation.

"Do you want more?" I tease, circling the cube around her entrance before dragging it back up to her sensitive clit.

She whimpers, biting down on her lower lip while squirming against me. "Yes…please," she whispers, her eyes locked on mine.

"Whatever you want, baby." I pop an ice cube into my mouth and dip down, taking a long, slow lick of her pussy. Once she's moaning, I press the ice cube into her little fuckhole.

She cries out, hips bucking against my face. I groan as I lick up every drop of her juices, tasting the saltiness mixed with her sweetness. She's fucking delicious.

"Roman," she pleads softly, her hips jerking again.

"You want more, Mila?" I ask, already knowing she does. She's fucking greedy for it.

She nods eagerly, mewling in anticipation.

With deliberate slowness, I flip her onto her back and reposition myself between her legs. Once she's where I want her, her eyes on me, I lean in to lap at her cunt once more.

Her taste is addictive…salvation and sin all wrapped into one.

I push two fingers inside her wet heat and feel her tight grip on my shoulders, her nails digging into my skin. I love that she trusts me enough to let herself go like this, to give into the pleasure she needs so desperately. I know I'm pushing her hard, but she hasn't wavered once. She's a fucking warrior, taking what she wants without reservation.

"Roman," she moans around my fingers as I thrust them slowly in and out while flicking my tongue at just the right spot. She whimpers and squirms against me, desperately needing something more.

I smirk, knowing exactly what she wants. Slowly, I pull my fingers out of her tight heat and lean down to take her mouth in a hot kiss. As our mouths connect, I grab an ice cube and teasingly run it over her entrance before pushing it inside with the tip of my finger.

"Roman!" she cries, her hips bucking upward. Her pussy clenches, milking my finger as she tries to get more of it inside her.

"Look at you," I groan at the way she's taking everything I give her. I add a second finger, not sure who the fuck loves this more.

She gasps, her eyes almost rolled back in pleasure as the ice rapidly melts, no match for her hot little pussy.

"Do you want another?" I taunt, grabbing another and holding it up for just a moment.

The hunger in her eyes is unmistakable as she begs for more. "Yes. Please, yes."

"Nah. I know where you need this one." With a smirk, I press it gently against her back entrance, watching her face closely. She shudders violently beneath me, pushing against it as if to force it into her tight little asshole. And goddamn, does it feel good.

"Is this what you want?"

She moans, unable to stop herself from rocking against my touch as she nods frantically. "Yes," she pants out breathlessly. "More… please."

Groaning, I push the cube into her ass little by little, not stopping until the cube and my finger are buried in her little hole. I keep playing with her pussy with my other hand, driving her crazy while I stretch her asshole.

She quivers beneath me, whimpering my name as I devour every quiver, every sound. She's so fucking responsive it's intoxicating. Every gasp is like music to my ears as she begs for release from the painful-pleasure combo of the ice on her most intimate spots.

But it's not enough. Not yet. I press another cube against her clit, plunging two fingers in and out of her ass while my tongue dances over her sensitive clit.

And she can't take it anymore.

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