up between her breasts and up her neck. When I reach her mouth, I tell her to open it, and slide the ice inside.
“Don't chew it,” I tell Ava. “Don't swallow it until it’s completely melted. Nod your head if you understand.”
Ava nods, and I grab her by the shoulders to force her to turn around. Once she's facing the island, I push her torso forward so she bends over, and I have access to her backside. One look at Ava’s ass and pussy makes me want to forgo everything and dive in with my tongue, and maybe I would if Ava hadn't broken the rules. Instead, I force Ava’s legs apart before grabbing the second piece of ice off the island and pressing it against her clit.
Ava nearly jumps through the ceiling when it touches her.
“Do. Not. Move,” I snip, emphasizing each word. I leave the ice pressed tightly against Ava’s clit, moving it slowly from side to side. “Do you know the rules, Ava?”
“Yes, sir. Oh,” Ava says, struggling with my hand still between her legs.
“Good. I suggest you don't forget them again. Do you understand?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Good girl. Now, tell me how your clit feels right now.”
“It’s freezing cold.”
“Would you like me to warm it up?”
“Yes, sir. Please.”
I rub the ice over Ava’s clit one last time, before dropping it on the floor between her feet. Once it’s down, I do what I wanted to do the second she bent over, and plunge my tongue into Ava’s pussy. It’s a bit of a task to reach from the back, but I manage to tickle her clit with the tip of my tongue, making sure to heat it back up. Ava’s head yanks backwards as she stares at the ceiling.
“Holy fuck!” she barks, and I feel compelled to keep going.
My tongue dances on Ava’s clit until I feel the muscles in her legs tighten around me and I know her body is surging towards an orgasm. I put all of my effort into caressing Ava’s clit as fast as I can, just as she begins to grind her body. Ava moves herself back and forth, fucking my tongue, and it just might be the sexiest thing I’ve ever experienced. It’s so intense, I reach down and unfasten my pants, freeing my hard cock from its prison, and I begin stroking it while Ava rides my face. I see her glance down between her legs, and the second she sees my cock in my hand, she erupts.
“Oh my fucking God! I’m coming!” she screams at the top of her lungs, followed by a slew of body spasms. Ava rocks and jerks above me, and her legs clinch around my head, locking me in place. I struggle to breathe as Ava comes, and as much as it hurts to be squished between her legs, I revel in it. As long as I’m making her feel good, there's no other place I’d rather be. Pain is pleasure.
When the orgasm releases Ava, I turn her around by grabbing her hips and spinning her. She looks down at me, panting, and I take her by the hand.
“Now, get down here and fuck me,” I command, just before lowering myself onto my back. With my pants around my knees, I reach into my back pocket and grab a condom.
The tile freezes me, but I don't care, and Ava climbs on top of me. The second my erection is inside of her, Ava goes to work, grinding on me like she’s dying to get to another orgasm. I place my hands on her hips, and grind with her, and the two of us create heaven right here on the tile floor.
Ava is so amazing on top of me that I know I’d come in an instant if I was any other man. When we first met, she would complain that the men she’d been with, including her most recent boyfriend, could never satisfy her, and they never managed to last when she got on top. It was a very specific point of contention, so I take pride in being able to not only take it, but grind with her, enhancing it. I lift my hips and dig myself deeper into her pussy, before moving one hand down to her clit, and the other hand up to her throat.
“Yeah, take control, Ava,” I tell her, just as I start to squeeze her throat. “Take it how you want it. Let me feel you come on top of