Evelyn
"You know I can make it even better," he murmured huskily, his gaze devouring me whole. With that, he placed the ice cube between his teeth and pressed me against the counter with his body. His free hand lifted my thigh, and before I could comprehend what was happening, his lips descended on my neck with the cube pressing against my skin. I pressed my hands flat against the counter behind me, a moan escaping my lips instantly.
My moan, which slipped past my lips, resounded in the kitchen, and another sound climbed up my throat as his lips, cool with the touch of ice, trailed along the delicate network of veins on my neck. His hand on my thigh tightened as his hips ground against mine, making sure I felt every bit of his hardness and the memory of him once inside of me, hard
