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He cleared his throat. “The feeling is mutual, but
unfortunately, I emptied my stomach here today. It’s not going to let me go
with missing another meal.”

She unbuttoned her coat. “I’ll get started on some dinner
right away.”

His hands enveloped hers. “No, I have a better idea. Let’s
get your car first because I don’t want you walking in this weather again. Then
we’ll go to my house. We’ll pick up a pizza on the way. I want you in my bed
tonight.”

Her fingers under his hand burned hot at his blatant need.
She nodded. “Okay.”

He smiled before he kissed her nose. “I knew I liked you.”

* * * * *

Zach finished his beer and gazed at Bea as she sat back
against the couch cushions, a speck of pizza sauce on the corner of her mouth.
He leaned over and licked it away.

She moved her mouth to meet his and he parted her lips with
his tongue. Now that his stomach was happy, his cock was jealous. He sucked her
tongue into his mouth, enjoying her spicy taste combining with his own. He
pulled away.

“Oh.” She pouted.

Her lips in that position had him fighting not to kiss her
again, but he had other plans. “Tell me, Bea. Have you ever had sex in a hot
tub?”

She didn’t move except for a slight tightening of her
crossed legs. He made a mental note. Knowing what he wanted to do to her made
her hot. He’d have to remember that.

She looked away toward the fireplace. “No, I haven’t. That
sounds a little kinky.”

He grinned. “Don’t you like kinky? After seeing the toys in
your nightstand drawer, I thought perhaps you wouldn’t mind a little kink.”

She snapped her head around, her face serious. “I’m not
really sure how adventurous I am. How could I judge?”

He stood. “Don’t judge, just enjoy. Take off all your
clothes while I open the hot tub.”

She leaned over the back of the couch as he flipped on the
outside spotlight. Her hands gripped the frame. “You mean go in the hot tub
outside, in the cold?”

He stopped on his way through the sliding-glass door. “Trust
me, you won’t be cold.”

Zach tried to walk normally in case Bea watched, but his
hard cock made it difficult.

After unbuckling the straps, he pushed the hot tub cover off
until it stood against the deck railing. As he turned to go back in, he caught
sight of Bea unzipping the skinny skirt she’d worn to work. It fell down her
shapely legs to puddle at her feet. She stepped out in a tiny red thong. Didn’t
the woman realize she was kink from the tip of her nose to the tops of her
toes?

He opened the sliding door and strode up to her, enveloping
her in his cold embrace.

“Ow, you’re freezing.” She laughed as he nuzzled her neck
while she pushed weakly against his chest.

“Funny, I feel hotter than a bonfire. Here, feel.” He
brought her hand down to his crotch.

“I stand corrected,” she purred as she stroked him over his
jeans.

He stepped away. “Okay, off with that and that,” he pointed
to her bra and thong.

She didn’t tease. She undid the clasp at the front and let
the bra fall to the floor. Her rosy-red areolas appeared to stand hard, straining
toward him. Then she slipped the thong down her legs. He noticed a sheen of
moisture stripe down the inside of her thigh. Hell, the woman was already wet
for him.

Scooping her up in his arms, he strode outside.

Bea pressed her body against his clothed frame as if she
could disappear inside him. “Holy crow, Zach, it’s freezing out here.”

He licked her neck, since her face was buried in his
shoulder. “You don’t know cold ’til you’ve had ice up that wet pussy of yours.”

That got her attention. “Oh geez, I think I’m going to come
right now.”

He squeezed her before he let her legs down into the hot
water. “How’s that for warm?”

She scrambled in and sat. “Oh, this feels wonderful.”

He smirked. “If you like that, wait.” He reached over to the
controls and turned on the jets.

The sound of her laughter filled his heart.

“This is awesome, Zach. Aren’t you coming in?”

He didn’t need to be asked twice. Stripping outside in the
cold to gain control of his rampant cock, he went into the house naked, dropped
his clothes and grabbed two beers from the fridge.

When he returned, he hesitated as he watched her perfect
breasts bob near the surface of the water. Beautiful and easy to please. Yup,
he was one lucky man…for now.

Stepping in, he handed her a beer. “Better?”

She nodded and took a sip.

He lowered himself slowly, letting his body adjust to the
sudden change in temperature. Her eyes devoured him, making him feel like some
Greek god.

Once in, he slid over to her. He placed her beer in a cup
holder on the side of the hot tub. The tub could hold eight people, but tonight
they would use it to its full capacity.

He floated in front of her and settled himself to kneel
between her legs, before pulling her face closer for a cold beer kiss. He
worked his way down her neck, kissing the area just behind and beneath her ear.
At the shiver that raced across her skin, his cock hardened further. He blew on
his wet kissing spot.

Bea brought her shoulder up and giggled. “That tickles.”

He lifted her to straddle his chest. “Tell me if this
tickles too.” Taking her breast in his mouth, he sucked.

Her hands settled on his shoulder. “No, that feels
heavenly.”

He agreed, but didn’t open his mouth to say so. Instead, he
nibbled and bit lightly on the hardened nub. He could suck on her hard nipples
for days. The rough ridges of her areola made him feel as if he alone had the
key to her pleasure.

“Oh Zach. That’s too good.”

He broke away. “Are you hot yet?”

She gazed down at him. “Hot? I’m dying of heat. The cold air
isn’t doing much now.”

“Good.” He grinned before he lifted her torso out of the
water and sat her on the edge of the hot tub, spreading her legs. “Let’s see if
I can cool you off.”

She reached down and dribbled water over her clit. “I don’t
think that’s possible.”

Zach’s body heat rose a couple degrees at her action. Her
hard nub called to him. He sucked in a breath as much to take in cooling air as
to keep his tongue from piercing the pink folds she displayed, his cock jumping
in anticipation. No, he wanted something else inside her.

Leaning over the hot tub, he broke off an icicle hanging
from the deck. With the melting and freezing the past week, the icicles had
grown. This one was perfect, a half inch around at one nubbed end that widened
to three inches where he broke it off. The whole icicle was about a foot long,
but it began to melt in his grip.

He turned and held it up. “This might help.”

Her mouth opened, but she didn’t say a word. She didn’t have
to. The scent of her wet pussy rose over the chlorinated bubbles, causing his
cock to grow painfully harder.

He spread her pink, heated labia and brought the tip of the
icicle to her opening.

She shuddered.

He glanced up. If there was a goddess of love, Bea fit the
role as she perched there. Her eyes closed, her head tilted to the side and her
mouth open, her breathing ragged as it passed by her reddened lips. Her nipples
puckered against the cold night air and contrasted with the soft, dripping-wet
skin of her waist. But it was her engorged folds, just touching, melting the
ice at her slit that caused him to moan. He pushed the icicle in an inch. His
finger touched her clit and gently pressed.

She dug her hands into his shoulders. “More.”

His body tightened at her harsh need, more than willing to
obey. He moved the icicle farther into her waiting body. The idea of the frozen
water filling her had him straining against the eroticism of the scene. His
cock dripped pre-cum into the roiling bubbles as his muscles tensed against his
own release. Another few inches and he had filled her with ice.

She grabbed his head. “Do it, Zach. Do it.”

He pulled the icicle from her body and quickly sank it in
again. It wouldn’t last long in her heat. Again, he pulled and pushed, watching
her body shiver with pleasure, barely holding back his own orgasm as her
deep-throated moans filled the air. He pulled out the ice and found but a
three-inch piece left. Pushing it in as far as he could, he let go of her clit,
stood and pushed his cock into her pussy.

“Oh God.”

Bea’s whispered words shot through him, but as the coolness
enveloped him, he gained the control he needed to finish it right to please
her. The friction of her wet canal sent shivers racing through his veins,
making him more determined to give her what she wanted. She grasped him to her
and bucked her hips, grinding herself into him. He held her head and drove his
tongue past her lips, even as his cock struck what little ice remained inside
her.

Her movements continued unrestrained. Her moans grew louder,
fueling his desire. He rocked his hips into her and she squeezed his cock as if
she’d never let go. The harder he pumped, the slicker she became and the
suction of her pussy pulled at his control.

Her orgasm hit, her breath lifting in the air as she threw
her head back and screamed.

He laughed for the sheer joy of watching her, feeling her
ecstasy as she broke apart around him. Pulling her off the tub’s edge, he
rammed his cock into her, holding her to her peak.

When Bea grew limp, he kept them together and sank into the
roiling water. Her warm body, soft and yielding, floated against him in
complete trust. Her light grasp on him penetrated his heart and had him wanting
something more, something dangerous.

Bea lifted her head from his shoulder and gave him a shy
smile. “I don’t think I’ll ever look at icicles in the same way again.”

Zach chuckled. “Believe me. Neither will I.”

She played with the hair at the back of his neck. “Have you
ever done that before?”

“Use an icicle to bring a woman pleasure? No.”

Relief spread through her at his words, but she tensed as
his cock moved within her. Holy crap, he hadn’t come yet and her poisons were
seeping into him. She started to rise, but he clamped down on her hips.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

“I thought you might want to—”

Zach held her in place. “What I want is to make you come
again.”

His strong hold on her melted her resolve. Once more she was
completely his to do with as he pleased, knowing full well his strength far
exceeded her own. The thought itself had her folds thickening. She had no
control with this man and didn’t have a clue how to handle that. Even now, her
poisons soaked into his body, but she didn’t want him sick again. She’d be
careful next time or she’d just have to find the will to leave. She stroked
along his hardened biceps. “Then I’m at your mercy.”

His lips touched hers in the most gentle of kisses and her
heart melted alongside her body. She was lost to this man.

He ended the kiss. When he looked her in the eyes, his hand
lifted to stroke her hair. The deck lights shone on her face, leaving his in
shadow, but she didn’t need to see his eyes to know he wanted her. The thick
cock deep inside her, filling her with its length, told her all she needed to
know. Her greedy body tensed around his hardness, asking for his domination.

Suddenly, he let her go and she floated back into the warm,
still water. “What?”

He stood, reached over her and pushed a button on the tub.
The water started to bubble again. She hadn’t noticed it had stopped.

He sank back into the hot tub. “I want the jets going for
you.”

She nestled her shoulders under the water. “For me? Why? I
don’t mind the still water, as long as it’s warm.”

He grinned. “If I’m right, you will soon love these jets.”

“Why?”

Zach pulled her toward him. His hard cock dug into her
abdomen. How could he stand being hard for so long and not come?

He kissed her with a passion held in check and she reveled
in his control.

Then he pulled away and turned her from him. “Kneel.”

She looked back at him with her eyebrow raised, but he
nodded, so she obeyed. She grabbed the edge of the tub and knelt. A hot jet
spurted against her upper thigh. Zach dropped down behind her and reached
around to palm her mound. He moved them a few inches to the right and took his
hand away. She pushed back as the jet stream hit her clit, sending a jolt of
fire spiraling through her body. “Zach, my God. It’s a vibrator.”

She felt his chuckle against her back even as he pushed her
toward the rushing water. “Not exactly. I’m hoping it will be better than that.
Spread your legs for me, Bea.”

She did as he asked and the stream rushed against her clit,
down along her lips to the opening of her pussy. The erotic feeling stroked her
and played against her all at once. Her need and pleasure rose equally, causing
her to pant. “Zach, this is…amazing.”

“What does it feel like?”

“I don’t know. Like…being turned-on. Staying…that way.” Was
this what it felt like for him when he was hard for so long? She wanted the
pleasure promised, but enjoyed each sharp gush of excitement itself. Then his hand
snaked from behind her and came up between her legs.

Even as he held her shoulder to keep her in place, two of
his fingers penetrated her and the sensations intensified. Her pussy tightened.
Her blood throbbed. But he didn’t move, just kept still, leaving her on a
plateau of sheer sexual bliss. “Zach.”

“Yes?”

“I need…”

“What do you need, Beatrice Rappaccini?”

The intense spasms of pleasure pulsing between her legs left
her speechless, panting to keep air flowing into her lungs.

He touched her ear with his lips. “What is it you need,
beautiful? Do you need me? Did you want this hard cock to push into your
throbbing pussy? Did you want my cock to slip between your legs and replace my
fingers while the jets stream against your clit? Did you want me to hold on to
your hard nipple and roll it between my fingers as I pump from behind and the
jets pulse from the front?”