Page 37 of Hot As Ice

“Spread them, Stevie.”

She opens her knees slightly, then closes them again.

I raise an eyebrow. “Disobeying me?”

She shakes her head quickly but doesn’t open for me. I put one leg on the bed and lean towards her, placing my hand between her knees. “Open.”

“I’m n-nervous,” she stammers.

I climb onto the bed and grab her knees in both hands and pry them open. “You’re going to pay for that disobedience.” Her pussy is pink and wet and beautiful. I slap it and she jerks, crying out. I rub it with my palm to soothe it, then notice the tears in her eyes. “Next time do as I say. Got it?”

She nods. I rub her clit gently with my thumb and her breathing quickens. A single tear slides down her cheek.

“Remember the safe word?” I prompt.

“Yes.”

“Feel free to use it.”

She shakes her head as another tear slides down. Damn. She’s not backing down. I’m so turned on. I grab the hem of my shirt and pull it off, throwing it aside. Stevie’s eyes widen. It’s the first time she’s seen me without a shirt on, I realize.

I smirk. “Like what you see?”

“You’re so hot,” she breathes.

“Look who’s talking.”

Her gaze slides down my pecs to my six-pack and stops at the line of hair leading to my cock. I place my hands on my belt, and she licks her lips.

“I’m hard as fuck for you,” I tell her. “If you want to stop, tell me now, because I need to be inside your pussy. Now.”

“I want it. I’m ready.” She tugs at her bindings again, her fingers curling around the rope. She looks at once scared and excited.

I lean down and lick her pussy, making her gasp and moan. “Don’t fucking close your legs.”

“I won’t.”

I unbuckle my belt and pull my pants and boxers down. My cock springs free, precum beading at the tip. I take off all my clothes and prowl onto the bed, settling between her legs. She’s staring at my cock, eyes hungry.

“You’re big,” she says.

“You can take it.”

“What if I can’t?”

“You can.” I press my tip against her opening, rubbing up and down her slit. “You can take it, baby.”

She moans and writhes. “Hunter. Wait.”

I keep rubbing my cock against her. Pressing my thumb down on her clit, I nudge her opening, pushing inside a small amount.

She’s tight as fuck.

“Hunter,” she whines.

“Relax your body.” I lean in closer and take her tits in my hands, rubbing her nipples. “Relax and it won’t hurt as much.”

I kiss her mouth, rubbing her nipples and pressing my cock against her pussy. I kiss her until she relaxes and spreads her legs further, rocking her hips into me without even realizing it. “That’s it, baby. That’s a good girl.”