A shiver ran down her spine, though she wasn't sure if it was a shiver of horror or pleasure. Sebastian pulled back and nuzzled her before grabbing the ice cream spoon. He fed her another bite of thick vanilla goodness, but before she could swallow, he captured her mouth again. The man drank the warming cream from her lips. She gasped in shock as he swept his tongue along her mouth, lapping up the last bits of sweetness. When he pulled back a moment later, she stared at him, stunned.
Sebastian's grin was devilish. "I don't think I've ever had ice cream that tasted so good."
"Me either," she said sheepishly.
With the same roguish grin, Sebastian loosened the remaining buttons of her blouse and then tore it off. Her chest heaved as he ran his fingers over her bare bosom. He laid a tender kiss on each breast and then grabbed the spoon. Slowly he swirled the ice-cream-covered utensil along the ridge of her bra. The creamy liquid was chilling, and goose bumps covered her skin as her hair prickled.
A moment later he lapped at her creamy swells. His warm tongue soothing her chilled skin made her arch her back and mewl. God, she'd never fostered fantasies about being licked, but there was something about him feasting on her ice cream covered flesh that sent juices flowing straight to her pussy.
"I think my serving dish needs to be horizontal." Sebastian sucked the skin of her breast into his mouth and then looked up at her with a wicked grin.
Her eyes widened. "What dish?"
Before she could blink, Sebastian picked her up and placed her on the counter. He laid her down so her back was on the granite surface. In order to keep herself steady, she wrapped her legs around his waist, drawing him nearer. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her throbbing cunt, and the need to fuck rose. Unable to contain herself, she writhed against him.
Chuckling at her squirming, Sebastian wrapped his arms around her back and unhooked her bra. "Let's get this bra off, shall we?"
Her breasts were released from the silky black confines. Already, her nipples were hard from her arousal. Sebastian cupped her right breast and traced the sensitive nub with his thumb. Meanwhile, he laid a kiss against her belly button. After a moment of layering her skin with kisses, he drew back, his eyes sparkling wickedly.
"Time for more dessert." Sebastian picked up the spoon again.
A whimper of desire escaped her lips. Sebastian continued to smirk as he picked up his spoon and dumped a massive mountain of cold ice cream between her breasts.
"C-cold," Emmy stammered.
"Sorry, sweetheart." Sebastian nuzzled her breast. "It'll warm up soon enough."
And warm up it did. Soon the mountain of ice cream became cool vanilla soup. Sebastian used the chilly spoon to smear the melted dessert all over her heaving breasts. After she was sticky and cooing, he returned to lapping at the flesh of her bosom. He spent ages just running his tongue along her chilled body. When he reached her nipple, he sucked the hard rosebud into his mouth and tortured the nub.
"Sebastian!" she screamed, loving the titillating kiss.
Spurred on by her enthusiastic response, Sebastian suckled on the nipple, teasing her. Meanwhile, he massaged her alternate breast. She groaned, wishing they'd tried this before. There was nothing better than ice cream and sex—and now she had both.
She was still whimpering as Sebastian licked her skin clean and then moved on to her other breast. The man lapped at the alternate nipple, then traced the tip with his tongue. His tongue on the aroused bud was enough to make another wave of heat go straight to her pussy. Though she'd never been the type of woman who'd squirted, she was so aroused that she could swear that lubricant was shooting out of her cunt.
"Oh God, I'm so wet." Moaning, she rubbed her crotch.
Sebastian chuckled and unzipped her jeans. "I bet you are."
"Fuck me, please." Her cunt throbbed.
"All in due time, sweetheart." Sebastian eased her pants down her legs.
The moment Emmy was free of the constricting jeans, Sebastian grabbed the ice cream container. The dessert had turned into a thick, creamy soup. Still Sebastian didn't appear to mind. He picked up his spoon and drizzled the cool liquid all over her panties. Even through the fabric, Emmy could feel how frigid the ice cream was. The coldness of the dessert contrasting with the building heat in her pussy was almost enough to send her straight into Orgasm Land. She gasped, lifting her hips off of the counter, longing to come.
"Oh, please," she begged.
Sebastian buried his fingers into the flesh of her outer thighs and then leaned down to suck on her pussy. The sensation of his hot tongue lapping at the damp silken fabric of her panties was enough to leave her whimpering. And Sebastian knew just how to kiss a woman's cunt. He buried his head deep between her thighs, feasting on her sex hungrily as if her pussy was the only thing keeping him alive. As he lapped at her lips, her legs were shaking because of how much she wanted him.