“I can’t believe how cold it is out there,” Nick said. “I think you got snow all the way down my shirt and into my underwear!”
“Like you didn’t get me just as bad,” Thea laughed.
They shrugged out of their coats and Nick took them to hang on the shower rod where they could dry. When he came out of the bathroom he said, “Maybe that isn’t the best place to hang these coats. If we really want to warm up fast, that’s the best way to do it.”
“The best way?” Thea teased him.
Nick blinked. “Well, what I meant to say was that the shower is the best place to warm up together.”
He took Thea into his arms and kissed her, but evidently there was a piece of packed snow still hidden somewhere in her collar that hadn’t melted yet. Now a tendril of frigid water worked its way down her neck and sent her skittering away from him as she tried to slap the water away with her hand. “Oooo, that’s cold,” she complained.
Nick tried to grab her again, but Thea slipped away into the tiny kitchen where she finally got the little tendril of icy water absorbed into her shirt.
“That’s better,” she said.
“No, this is better,” Nick said as he pushed her back against the small counter and began kissing her again. His hand slipped between them to cup her breast as his tongue searched deep within her mouth.
“Mmmmm,” Thea murmured. “That’s nice. Weren’t we starting to do this before when we got interrupted?”
Without answering, Nick picked her up and set her on the counter, which suggested interesting possibilities. She leaned down to kiss him while his hands stroked her thighs. Her skin began to tingle, even through the thick fabric of her jeans. He fluttered his tongue lightly between her lips, something he hadn’t tried with her before. It was different than the heated, more passionate thrusts. She wondered what it would feel like on her nipples or down lower.
While continuing to kiss her, Nick’s hands slid down her legs to her boots and began to ease them off. He had to actually stop kissing her to get it past her heels but then he resumed his interest in her mouth while he tossed the first boot across the floor. Her sock-covered foot found the air outside the boot chilly and she wiggled her toes, trying to warm them up. Nick was already working the other boot off, which he managed to do this time without interrupting his kisses.
Boots off, Thea wrapped her legs around Nick’s waist and added some flutter of her own to their kiss. He responded by leaning into her, and returning his hands to her sides where he wasted little time pushing the edge of her red t-shirt up over her head.
Her bra was white with a lacey top, but she suspected Nick wasn’t going to spend a lot of time appreciating it. His hands were already behind her back and in record time for him, the hooks were unfastened and the bra was following her shirt and boots to the floor.
“Wait a minute,” Thea told him as she covered her breasts with her hands. “It’s cold up here on the counter.”
Nick ignored her. Well, that wasn’t exactly accurate. He was paying a lot of attention to her clothing, just none to the words coming out of her mouth. He kissed her while he hooked his fingers in the top of her jeans, pulling them open and tugging them down off her hips and onto her thighs.
Thea pulled her lips back off of Nick’s mouth to protest. “Wait a minute! You’re getting me naked.”
Nick rolled his eyes at her as if to say, ‘And you just noticed?’
“But you’re not—” Thea started to protest but Nick jerked her jeans down over her ankles, interrupting her.
Nick followed up by rolling the sock off each foot, leaving Thea sitting on his counter in only a pair of sexy green panties. She tried to get down but Nick took firm hold of her hips and pushed her squarely back onto the countertop.
“But it’s cold up here,” she complained.
“You think so?” Nick asked. He moved to his freezer—it was only a couple of steps away—and took out an ice cube.
“Wait a minute!” Thea said as she tried to get down again.
Nick was too fast for her. He stood in front of her with a huge grin on his face. “I would have preferred to do this with snow out in the park, but I thought with all those kids and their parents there we were likely to attract too much attention.”
He took the ice cube and placed it briefly in his mouth, making it nice and slick before he took it out again. “You said something in the park that got me thinking. I do like the affect that ice and snow has on your body.”
As he spoke, Nick picked up Thea’s right foot by cupping its heel in his hand. He lifted it just high enough so that her leg straightened in a line pointing toward the floor.
“So I thought,” he continued, “that it might be fun to experiment with just how the cold affects you.”
“You make yourself sound like a scientist,” Thea told him. It was almost a game—what did they call that? Role playing? “Where’s your white lab coat?”
“This is field research,” Nick explained. “The lab coat is optional.”
“The fields are all outside,” Thea pointed out.
Nick paused, holding the ice cube about two inches from her inner calf. “Are you really suggesting we relocate into the storm? Because I’m sure that if we try hard enough we can find a spot that isn’t overcrowded with other people.”
Thea shivered. She wondered what it would be like to have Nick undressing her outside like he’d just done here in the kitchen. Of course she couldn’t lie in the snow with just her panties on, but an exhibitionist part of her she hadn’t known existed clearly loved the idea of Nick exposing her.
“A scientist, huh?” Nick said. Then he altered his voice to sound stiff and formal with a trace of a possibly British accent. “The test subject is a beautiful African-American female with large brown eyes and dark chocolate skin. Her nipples are currently covered from view by the subject’s hands, which will not do as they are a primary focus of this experiment.”
The ice, Thea noticed, was beginning to melt in Nick’s hand. Large drops of water were dripping from his fingers to the floor.
“The subject,” Nick said, “will please place her hands palm down upon the counter.”
Thea hesitated a moment, appraising Nick’s demeanor. He was trying to get in the spirit of her suggestion, but he couldn’t get the cocky grin off of his face.
“The subject,” he repeated, “will stop holding up science and comply with the demands of the experiment.”
Thea forced herself to unclamp her hands one at a time and lower them, palm first, to the cold counter as she had been instructed.
“Ahhhh,” Nick said. He was getting better at the accent and it was definitely British. “As suspected, the test subject’s nipples are especially attractive. They are extremely large and protrude without sagging out of her perfect breasts. They are currently in an unaroused state as is necessary for the experiment, no matter how disappointing that is for the observer.”
Thea started to lift her hand again, but Nick stopped her by raising his voice slightly.
“The test subject will keep her hands squarely on the counter!” Nick reminded her.
Grimacing, Thea did as she was told.
Nick glanced at the clock on his microwave next to Thea. “Let the record show that the experiment will begin at five forty-six P.M.”
Thea glanced around at the clock only to nearly leap off the counter when the first icy drops of water touched her inner thigh.
“Watch it!” she hissed, sliding away from the offending piece of ice before Nick could bring it into physical contact with her.
“Interesting,” Nick said. “The subject displays extreme sensitivity to cold water, but the frigid temperature does not appear to have any impact upon her nipples.”
“That’s because you put the water on my thighs,” Thea hissed again.
“Interesting,” Nick repeated before adding, “the subject will please return to her position on the edge of the counter.”
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bsp; Thea hesitated a moment and then returned to her seat.
Nick took hold of her heel again and straightened out her leg. This time he lifted her foot to the height of his shoulder and gently traced the contour of her calf with the cube of ice.
Thea shivered, but as she was expecting the cold this time, she didn’t jump or otherwise overreact.
A trickle of water—really only a couple of drops—raced out ahead of the cube to run down her thigh. It didn’t go straight to her pussy, but flowed down underneath her leg until it ran out of steam.
Nick looked disappointed that the water droplet had gone astray, and repeated the activity with Thea’s other leg with the same result.
“Still no noticeable effect on the subject’s nipples,” he reported.
Thea glanced down at herself. He was completely correct. Even though her thighs were squirming delightfully from Nick’s attention, her nipples showed no sign of arousal.
She wondered what he would try next.
Nick answered her question by placing her right foot on his left shoulder. He held the melting cube in his hand like a stylus and traced a spiral up the soft flesh of her inner thigh. She started to jerk away but controlled herself. When he started to trace a second spiral she closed her eyes, eased her bottom forward slightly on the counter by leaning back as far as the cabinet above her would permit, and allowed herself to enjoy the experiment.
Nick shifted her legs so that now it was her left foot on his right shoulder. Even though the cold of the cube made her thigh tense, it felt utterly delightful.
Nick let the cube ride closer to her groin, tracing slow and teasing circles until the frozen liquid brushed the edge of the crotch of her panties. He hooked the strip of silken fabric with his fingers and pulled it up off her lips. The cloth stuck for a moment and then pulled free.
“Note that while the subject’s nipples continue to stubbornly show no signs of arousal, moisture beading between her labia has left a spot upon her silk panties.”
Thea’s eyes flashed open. Sure enough, there was a drop of excitement clearly visible on the green cloth. She closed her eyes again and tried not to squirm when the ice cube traced the ultra-sensitive spot that marked the joining of her groin and leg.
He switched to the other thigh, doing exactly the same thing, drawing patterns on Thea’s skin with his melting stylus.
Thea shivered again and wondered what it would feel like when he went further.
Nick disappointed her, skipping over the rest of her pussy to continue exploring her body above the panty line. He made tally strokes on her flat stomach, explored the well of her navel and teased his way up to her ribs.
“At last,” Nick said. “The subject’s nipples are showing the first signs that they are aware that I am teasing their host.”
“You make them sound alive,” Thea told him.
“Aren’t they?” Nick said. “They certainly seem to be alive to me. They respond to stimuli and have a mind of their own.”
“A mind of their own?” Thea repeated.
“Are you telling me you can stop them from getting hard if you want to?”
Thea considered that for a moment. “No,” she said. “They—”
“Have a mind of their own,” Nick repeated. “Allow me to make my point.”
He lifted the cube up to the level of her eyes and let the cold drops plummet down from his hand to spatter her left breast. His aim wasn’t good enough to hit Thea’s nipple, but it instantly began to swell just the same.
“You see?” he asked. Then he readopted his accent. “The subject’s breasts are extremely sensitive. I shall now proceed to test just how strongly they react to cold.”
This time one of the drops of water struck her directly on her soft little nipple. It responded immediately, growing, thickening, hardening…
Nick did the same to her right breast.
His mad-scientist grin was large as he watched her ebony nipples pucker and swell.
Then he lowered the cube to her left aureole and painted Thea’s flesh with frozen water, being careful to bump the thick little tit as it protruded from the middle of her aureole.
The cold was brutal, but exciting. And strangely enough, the colder Thea’s tits became, the greater the heat grew beneath her panties.
Nick seemed to be aware of this too, because after he raised her left nipple to its full prominence, he stuck the ice cube in his mouth and helped Thea take off her panties. Then he spit the remains of the cube back in his hands and smiled at her before looking down at the glistening ebony black lips of her pussy.
She trembled.
Nick’s smile broadened.
He touched one end of the cube to the outside of one of her nether lips and gently traced it front to back. Then he did the same to the other labia.
He swirled it around her clitoris, making her shiver, then set the ice against her slit and held it there while he eased his face forward and licked her clit with his long hot tongue.
Thea gasped.
She’d accustomed herself to the cold of the ice, but the sudden restoration of heat caused the blood to come rushing into her clitoris.
Nick licked her again and at the same time eased the ice cube inside of her body.
The breath caught in her chest and her nipples seemed to grow even harder than they had when the ice had actually touched them.
Nick sucked her little clit into his mouth and simultaneously began to fuck her pussy with his thumb. It was not his longest digit, but the strength and dexterity of the opposable finger, added to the melting cube of ice inside her, made her feel wonderful.
His mouth began to gently bob, pulling her clit up and down, stretching it taut and easing up again. She wished the counter gave her enough room to lean back further and relax. Instead her head pressed against the cabinets as she continued to tremble beneath Nick’s mouth. She couldn’t escape the tension as it built inside her groin and stretched out into the rest of her body, tightening her muscles in a line that led straight back to her pussy.
Nick began to rub the upper wall of her vagina with the ball of his thumb, pressing up against her as if he were trying to massage her clitoris from beneath while his lips continued to bob up and down upon her swollen little love button. Her clit seemed to swell further in response, both within Nick’s mouth and underneath in her vagina.
A wave of pleasure rolled across her body.
Thea slid her butt so far out on the edge of the counter that she was in danger of falling off.
He pressed a little harder on the swelling flesh inside her.
“Ohhhhh,” she groaned. “Ohhhhh!”
She could imagine him grinning with pleasure but her eyes stared up at the ceiling as her pussy bucked up off the counter toward his mouth.
He sucked harder, and ground his thumb heavenward inside her vagina.
Thea’s right hand gripped the side of Nick’s head, pulling him against her with all of her strength. “Ohhhhhh!”
She could feel his nose grinding against her mound through her pubic hair. The fingers of his left hand dug cruelly into the meaty cheek of her ass.
“Ohhh—”
An explosion of pleasure rocked her groin and emanated outward through the rest of her body. Caught up in the sensation, Thea arched her back, pushing her pussy harder against his mouth. Nick was so caught up in the act of sucking upon her that he didn’t compensate for the change in the distribution of her weight and Thea slipped right off the counter on top of him.
They crashed to the floor with Nick hitting his head hard on the linoleum, but that didn’t stop him from sucking on Thea’s clitoris. Even as she tried to regain her balance and push herself up off his face, he grabbed her by the ass and pulled himself up into her pussy again, renewing her orgasm.
Thea’s arms and legs splayed out to either side of her and she fell heavily on her breasts. It should have hurt—it probably did hurt—but in the grip of her orgasm Thea didn’t care. She let Nick roll
her over on her back and suck and suck until her brain couldn’t process anything but the waves upon waves of pleasure.
The body wrenching climaxes continued after Nick finally pulled his mouth out from between her legs and reared over her, opening his jeans. His cock was long and hard, proving he found what he was doing to her every bit as exciting as she did.
He rubbed himself between her legs, smearing his hot flesh in her juices. She wanted to reach out and help guide him in but her hands weren’t quite answering her brain’s instructions yet. As much as she wanted to share some of the pleasure she’d just received she could do nothing more than spread her legs a little wider and wait for Nick to enter her.
He took her in one powerful stroke, spreading her lips apart as his flaming hot dick thrust inside of her. Her mouth opened wide, riding the sensation, trying to keep the air moving up and down her throat and her hips, which independent of her conscious commands, began to thrust against him in time with his rhythm.
She was going to come again—if she’d ever truly stopped coming at all.
His chest brushed against her rock hard nipples, the little bit of friction starting an electrical fire in the nerve endings of her breasts. Her fingers twitched helplessly at her side before rocketing forward to grasp hold of his firm bare ass and force him deeper inside her.
How had she gone so many years without feeling this? How had she let her family keep her from this sort of happiness? She didn’t know what she was going to do about Becka and Mom but she sure as hell wasn’t giving up Nick for them!
“I love you, Nick,” she whispered, frightened by the words even as they escaped her mouth.
“I love you too, Thea!” Nick promised.
Then both of them were climaxing in a spray of sticky white-hot love.
Chapter Seven
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