“Open your eyes and give me a lick,” he suddenly orders.
I don’t even think; I just open my eyes and shove the ice cream cone in my hand at his face, moaning when he takes a great big lick of the melting ice cream. The heels of his hands push my legs wider apart, and then his mouth moves away from the cone I’m holding to go right back where it was.
Gibberish and curses fly from my mouth when his cold, flattened tongue finally licks slowly against my clit, circling and circling until the coldness disappears. There’s nothing left in its place but Shepherd’s hot, wet tongue licking and lapping and intensifying the throbbing until my knees start to shake and my free hand quickly reaches out to grab a fistful of his hair to hold on tight.
Shepherd pulls his mouth back from between my thighs, and I have a two-second reprieve where I can catch my breath while he glances up at me, his eyes hooded and dark with desire, all for me.
“Go ahead and rip my hair out of my head if you want to,” he tells me, growling when I tighten my grip. “I don’t care what you do to me, as long as you scream my name when you come all over my mouth.”
There’s no time to compliment Shepherd on his dirty talk, when he quickly wraps his lips around what’s left of the ice cream, sucking in a mouthful while I’m still mindlessly holding it in front of my stomach, before his cold lips are wrapping around my clit again. He clamps down and sucks while the tip of his chilled tongue flicks back and forth, over and over until the coldness disappears again and there’s nothing but warm, wet heat between my legs once more, and I forget my own name.
The ice cream cone drops from my hand with a splat on the black carpet, and my jaw drops open with whimpers and pants as I look at the reflections just beyond Shepherd’s shoulder, heightening the pulsing, throbbing need he’s created. I just stare at the images in front of me of Shepherd down on his knees, pressing and holding my bare thighs wide open with his palms. The view of my wet, aching pussy on full display every time Shepherd’s head bobs and moves, where I can not only feel his mouth wrapped around me and working me over so perfectly, but I can see it in the reflection. There’s something so much hotter about that, watching his mouth move against me, feeling it happen while I watch, making me feel like I’m outside of my body watching a movie of Shepherd feasting on me like I’m the most delicious dessert he’s ever tasted. Like I’m watching the best porn ever and getting off on it. And holy hell am I getting off on watching what’s happening, hundreds of Shepherds on his knees with his head buried between my thighs, giving me oral in a funhouse. I watch my fingers tighten their grip in his hair, moaning loudly as I tug him harder against me, thrusting my hips and moving myself against his perfect mouth, needing him to suck harder and lick faster.
Holy shit, I’m going to pass out when this orgasm hits.
I watch through the reflection as Shepherd lets go of one of my thighs, and I see his hand disappear from my line of sight until I feel what he’s doing, and one of his long, thick fingers sinks deep inside me while he flicks his tongue back and forth over my clit.
It’s all too much, and I can’t keep my eyes open any longer. I squeeze them closed and hold onto the back of Shepherd’s head with both my hands, feeling his head bob and twist and turn as he licks and sucks, fucking me with his finger, until I’m doing exactly as he ordered and screaming his name as I come against his mouth.
His tongue never stops licking and his finger never stops pumping in and out of me through my release, until I barely have time to recover before Shepherd is up from his knees and pushing his shorts down just enough for his cock to spring out. With my hands still gripping the back of his head, I bring his mouth down against mine, tasting myself on his tongue and moaning into his mouth when he wraps both his arms around me, lifts me up so I can wrap my legs around his waist, and pins me against the mirror behind me by plunging his cock inside me in one hard, deep thrust.
There’s nothing I can do but tighten my legs around him and hold on tight as Shepherd fucks me against the funhouse mirror, his quick and powerful thrusts smacking his groin right against my clit, reigniting another orgasm that has me moaning into Shepherd’s mouth while our kiss never stops. My body tightens and clenches around him with a second orgasm, making Shepherd rip his mouth away from mine to bury his face in the side of my neck, thrusting into me deep and hard one last time before he comes, cursing and groaning and praising my name with his lips press against my shoulder.