His smile reached all the way to his eyes, crinkling the corners and setting the blue in his pupils alight. “Then it’s time for the first part of your present.”
He disappeared behind me once more. Hooking his fingers into the waistband of my leggings, he pulled them down my thighs, all the way, until they got caught above the boulders he made of my skates. Cool ice and summer humidity mixed over my newly exposed skin, and I didn’t know whether to be hot or cold.
What I did know; I was absolutelydripping.
One long finger delved into my wetness, gliding up and down my slit in an unhurried exploration. Ezra took his time, pressing once against my entrance before gliding down to my clit. He ran circles around the sensitive bundle of nerves; over and over; never pressing where I wanted him to. I had to bite my lip to keep from screaming at him tofucking touch it already!
His teasing went on forever, slowly building that ache in my gut and stacking the pressure in a calculated game of blissful torment. Two fingers thrust in suddenly, deep and swift. I wasn’t prepared for it and gasped as they slowly pulled back out before slipping down to press directly on my clit.Again. His fingers dove into me, twisting and curling, brushing against spots that sent shocks of pleasure through my entire body.
My hips jerked as my release rose, swift and brutal, blindsiding me with how rapidly it approached. I buried my face in the blankets to silence my moans, but Ezra was having none of it. It all came to an abrupt halt as he dragged his fingers out and trailed them up to my puckered hole.
Was he fucking kidding me right now? My legs were shaking so hard he couldn’t miss the way it made my ass jiggle and he wanted to trythatagain?
“I thought long and hard about what this punishment should be because I know my naughty girl loves it when I play back here.”
“But it’s my birthdayyy,” I whined, then tried to knock him away with a shimmy of my hips.
It didn’t work. His free hand rubbed and kneaded my ass, sometimes using his thumb to dip low and graze my clit. This time, he spread my cheeks and pressed with both those fingers, using my slick arousal to coat the way past the tight ring of muscle.
“Discipline on your birthday is good for your character,” Ezra said, very matter of fact, then reached down to rub my clit again. “But this… this isn’t part of your punishment.”
My hips were moving involuntarily—toward the pressure and then away; there was no escape. Iced down as I was, there wasn’t enough range of motion to keep those fingers from plundering deep. The stretch and burn ignited a whole host of nerves that hadn’t yet come out to play, and my skin prickled at the heady awakening.
Ezra gently scissored me open.
“I know exactly what you like, don’t I, baby?” His other hand teased my swollen clit, then pinched it. “A little pain with your pleasure.”
Everything stopped, and I keened at the unfairness of it.
“You’re so cute when you’re needy.”
Footsteps crunched, and I pried my eyes open to see where Ezra was going. Turned out, it was right in front of me. I lifted my head, absolutely glowering at the fact that he thought he could tease like this. The small, silicone toy in his hand caught my attention and dried up all my insults.
“Is that—”
“It is,” he confirmed, voice husky.
“And you think it's going—”
“All the way in.”
I shook my head. No, no way. Ezra pulled a small bottle of lube from his pocket and poured a generous amount over the toy. So much. Like enough to drip off the sides and onto the ice.
“You’re going to take your punishment with this, and if you’re a good girl, I’ll let you come after.”
There wasn’t a snowball’s chance in hell I would doanythingwith that thing up my ass. I fought against the restraints, but they held solid. Looking inside myself, I once again found the source of my magick and attempted to call on the water molecules that formed the cuffs and convince them to melt.
Ezra tsked, “As if I’d let you manipulate my magick.”
I stilled at the feel of him against my skin, as well as something frozen gliding up the inside of my thigh. Rounded and smooth, the object slipped through my lips to press against my entrance. Thatwasn’tthe plug. A few inches in, and my brows shot up in surprise. It kind of felt like—
In one smooth thrust, the ice dildo filled me.
“Ah!” I jumped, feeling stretched in all sorts of ways.
All sorts of glorious, delicious ways.
Ezra moved it in shallow thrusts, helping me adjust to the temperature and the feel of the thick ridges along the length of the shaft. Holy shit. He was fucking me with a frozen cock. A large,ribbed, frozen cock.
