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  A long drip was running down the side of the cardboard wrapper. Antonio licked it while picking up the other two desserts. Following Janice out of the shop and waiting while she locked it, he was surprised to see her apartment door was literally next-door. She opened the new door, then locked it back up as they ascended the steep stairs. Entering her small apartment, she turned on the living room light, then threw her purse down on the round table in the kitchenette and turned to him.

  “Give me those.” She put her hands out to take the other two desserts from Antonio and placed them in the nearby freezer.

  Antonio continued to lick the sherbet, but found himself staring at her chest. Her large, rounded breasts would feel pretty good in his cold mouth. He wondered if Janice would enjoy her nipples being there? Wouldn’t he love to rub his tongue over them and see if it would make her shiver?

  Janice’s eyebrows rose. “You’re starting to look like I did this morning. Orange sherbet does show on a white shirt, just not as bad as chocolate does. Plus, it will make your facial hair sticky if you don’t watch out. Then I might not want to kiss you again.”

  He weighed his words carefully. “We certainly wouldn’t want that to happen.”

  She leaned toward him, then moved the push-up away from his face. Looking him in the eyes for a moment, she licked his lips slowly and suggestively. “Do you like that?” She grinned. “I feel like a cat. Meow.”

  Antonio parted his lips, ready to kiss. He settled his mouth hot and hungry over hers as he took control. Thrusting his tongue into the warm wetness of hers, he found her meeting him with equal urgency. The ice cream started dripping down the side of his hand, but he didn’t care. All he could think about was Janice and her mouth. They tasted and explored each other with wet, sticky tongues and Antonio started feeling as though he wanted to eat her from the mouth down. Ice cream kisses were definitely flavorful. The best kisses. Although the ice cream was spent, they were far from it.

  He broke from the kiss first, wanting to take things further as quickly as possible. Looking around the small apartment, he tried to come up with a plan. The main things in the small space were a full bed, a small living area, kitchenette and bathroom. And clothes? They were everywhere. Wardrobes in every empty spot, clear plastic tubs with stacked clothing inside and whatever else she could put in there. His eyes widened at first, he couldn’t help but grin.

  Janice looked up at him. “What?”

  “You need a bigger apartment.”

  She put her hands on her hips. “Tell me about it.”

  He threw the melted orange sherbet push-up into the trash next to the kitchen counter. Taking his time, he looked her over and crossed his arms. “I have an idea that I’m working on, if you’re game.”

  “Depends on what it is.”

  “Oh, it will be fun and I’m sure you’ll enjoy it. I’m just trying to get the setting straight in my head. I’m big on scenes, with me being an actor and all. Hmm.” He took a finger then rubbed his moustache and goatee. “Do you have a couple of large, warm blankets?”

  “Yeah. Why?”

  “Get them.”

  Janice walked over to one of the tubs and pulled off the lid. She dug into the tub and pulled out two big woven blankets from the bottom. One was white, one was mint green. “Are these okay?”

  He nodded. “Perfect.” He took them from her and strolled over to the couch. Spreading out the green one first, he threw the white one over it. “The next thing I’m going to do is unbutton your shirt.” His eyebrows rose.

  “Oh?” She looked like she was trying not to grin, as he walked back to her.

  He put his long fingers on the first button of her blouse and started undoing it. One by one. With each button, more flesh was exposed. Black, rich, mouthwatering flesh. Her breasts were large and full, overflowing the cups of her pink lace bra. Finishing the last button, he pulled the blouse all the way open and stared. “There is a lovely, scenic view from my side. Just so that you have advanced warning, I’ll be taking off your shirt and bra in a few moments.”

  Before those few moments even had a chance to pass, Janice had pulled her arms from her shirt. With one fluid movement, she unclasped her bra and let it fall to the floor. Tilting her head, she raised her eyes and grinned. “Good?”

  He smiled as the sight of her luscious, large breasts assaulted his senses. She had pulled off her clothes faster than he could have done it. The thick dark nipples were becoming stiff from being out in the air. Wouldn’t he love to put his mouth on them and start a hard, delicious suck? “As we say in the business, you’re a natural. Now the skirt, if you please.”

  She first kicked off her green high heels. Not hesitating, even for a moment, she unbuttoned and unzipped the skirt, then shimmied out of it. Standing before him the only thing left on her was pink lace panties, bikini and see-through.

  “Oh, Janice,” he murmured. He stared at them, then into her drowning pool of dark eyes. “Off.”

  As the panties dropped to the floor, the bare pussy remained.

  “Mmm. You’re beautiful, Janice. Just like I pictured you’d to be.” He could hardly take his eyes off of her but forced himself to turn to the freezer where he pulled out the snow cone. “I need a bowl.”

  “Why?”

  “You’ll see.”

  “Above you to the right.”

  He pulled a small plastic bowl from the cabinet and walked back to her.

  She put a fingernail in her mouth and bit down on it. “What are your plans with that, mister?”

  “It’s for me to know and for you to find out. Don’t worry. It’ll be fine.” Antonio raised his eyebrows. “Who knows? You might like it.”

  She didn’t look so sure. Hesitancy showed on her face.

  He ripped the clear plastic wrapper off the frozen snow cone. “In fact, I know you’re going to like this.”

  “I’m not certain if I even want to try it. How could you know I’m going to like it?”

  Antonio smiled. “You’ll have to trust me on this. Do you think you can?”

  She let out a breath. “You’re not going to give me a choice, are you?”

  “Nope,” He shook his head. “Since I’m going crazy seeing you naked but not touching you, I ask that you go over to the couch and lie on the green blanket as quickly as possible. Cover yourself up with the white one.”

  She looked questionably at him.

  “Now,” he commanded firmly. “No more stalling.”

  “All right.” Still looking a little hesitant, she lay down on the couch and covered herself up.

  “I just want you to be comfortable.” He fell to his knees in front of her and placed the plastic bowl next to him on the floor. The blankets were tucked in around her body to keep her warm.

  “What are you going to do?” Her voice sounded a little shaky.

  “Shh.” He put two fingers to her soft lips. “Just relax,” he whispered. “Try to enjoy yourself.”

  Janice looked into his eyes.

  Antonio gave her his best smile. The smile that he had thirty pictures of in his portfolio. The smile that he knew could grace the largest stage on Broadway, or the small screen in someone’s living room, if he were ever given the chance. “Don’t be nervous, Janice. We enjoy being together. It seems a natural time for us to break the ice, so to speak.” He held the snow cone up in the air. “Speak now if you are considering denying me the satisfaction of giving you pleasure. You gave it to me earlier and I’m just trying to reciprocate. We will also get to know each other better during the process.”

  “All right,” she answered slowly. “I’m not sure about this, but we’ll see how it goes.”

  “Any requests before we get started?”

  “Requests?” Janice raised her eyebrows, and glanced at his chest. “Sure, I have a request. I want your shirt off. Immediately!”

  “Mine?” He glanced down at his white T-shirt. Why hadn’t he thought of that? Bare skin was always better to look at than c
lothes.

  “Yes.” She tilted her head. “I haven’t seen your chest and I’d love to.”

  Antonio put the snow cone into the bowl, then pulled the white T-shirt over his head and threw it to the floor. He glanced down at himself, brown nipples and a small amount of hair on his chest, then a trail of dark hair starting from his navel and traveling all the way down beyond the front of his white pants. “Happy?”

  She raised her eyes and nodded. “Mmm. Very happy.”

  He could feel her eyes studying every inch of his chest. Since he worked out on a regular basis, he hoped she would be pleased with what she saw. He glanced up at a wall clock. As much as he wished he didn’t have to leave, there wasn’t much time left that he could stay here tonight. The ice cream truck needed to get back to Queens before they put out an all-points bulletin for him. An ice cream man going rogue wasn’t good for his first day. He raised his eyebrows. “Ready for some icy games?”

  She nodded. “I’m ready now.”

  “We’ll just open up the blanket here for a moment.” Antonio pulled the white cover down so he could see the smooth mounds of her round breasts. His eyes fixed on them. “Gorgeous.”

  He couldn’t help but touch her now. He had waited long enough. His hands slid over her breasts, massaging the fullness of them, enjoying the silky softness of perfection. She sighed. Shivers of excitement went through his body and his cock throbbed.

  Not letting his hands leave her breasts, he opened his mouth and took a big bite of the snow cone. Leaning over to her face, he nuzzled her soft lips until she opened them. He pushed the pieces of the ice into hers with his warm tongue. As their tongues intertwined, they exchanged the tiny bits back and forth until they were melted. He ran his cool tongue over her cheeks, up the side of her face to her forehead and down again to her mouth. His tongue slid inside again for a quick kiss. She moaned, but it was time to move on.

  “Imagine, dear Janice,” he whispered into her ear, “the way ice will feel against your warm, naked skin.”

  She closed her eyes. “I know it will feel cold, but I can’t help but think I’m going to like it now.”

  He smiled. She was finally on board. Now he could move on to the front of her body. Taking another large bite of ice from the snow cone, he opened his lips just a little and slipped them down the middle of her breasts. Some of the ice melted on contact and the water left a thin, glistening trail down her chest. Janice shivered, but kept her eyes closed.

  Concentrating on her nipples, he ran the ice across each of the ample wonders. They immediately hardened and he heard a whimper escape her lips. She arched her back and her breasts rose higher. Her breasts were too big to curl his hand around, so he gently squeezed them. Teasing a large brown nipple with his cold tongue, he pulled it deep into his warm mouth and sucked. Janice moaned with pleasure. Not wanting to play favorites, he moved to her other breast and gave it equal attention. He rubbed each hard nipple with his fingers, lightly pinching each one. Back and forth. Sucking, touching, and kissing each in turn. The warm, comfortable pleasure he felt with Janice was unlike he had felt in ages.

  “Your mouth feels good on me, Antonio,” she breathed out.

  He looked to her face. “Are you too cold?”

  “Just a little.” She let out a breath.

  Antonio moved the white blanket around so that it left only her torso exposed. Legs and feet were covered along with her arms and shoulders, leaving exposed those bountiful breasts, and the pussy that he longed to open and touch with his mouth, his lips, his tongue and his cock. “Better?”

  “Yeah,” she breathed out.

  Grabbing another bite of ice, he rubbed it across her stomach with his mouth and let a few bits drop into her navel. He kissed along her hipbones with cold lips and tongue, slowly, slowly. He pulled her closest leg wide open with his hand until her leg and foot rested on the floor. The excitement was building. One more mouthful of ice would be all that was needed. This was a good thing because the ice was melting and the paper holder was getting soft. He couldn’t help but smile. Quite unlike his cock that seemed to be getting harder, as he stared at her open, pink pussy in front of him.

  Antonio tilted his head back and dumped the rest of the snow cone in his mouth. He dropped the spent wrapper into the plastic bowl on the floor and leaned over to her. Running his lips around the inside of her thighs, he gave little kisses to her thick flesh, each time letting some cold out as he edged ever closer to her open pussy. He could hear her whimper in anticipation of what she knew was coming.

  The ice was melting quickly. Although he wanted to play more with her flesh, it was time to finish. Spreading her petals open like a flower with his fingers, he saw some of her glistening juice start to trickle out. Although he wanted to taste it, to lap it up like a kitten, he couldn’t. His mouth was full of ice. Leaning forward, he pushed all the remaining ice from his mouth into the pink, wet entrance. As her body tensed and goose bumps popped far and wide over her skin, he did everything that he wanted to do.

  He pushed his tongue in and out of her core, running it slowly between her velvety folds. He caressed the most intimate parts of Janice with his undivided attention. Working his way up to an eager clit that wasn’t in hiding, he wrapped his lips around the full bud.

  “Oh,” she groaned, as she put a hand down to her abdomen.

  He twirled his cold tongue around and around her clit, licking, sucking, giving it expert attention like she deserved. Fluttering his tongue against her, he wanted her to feel pleasure like she had given him this morning. Pleasure like she had never had before.

  He wanted her to want him.

  Sliding his tongue back down her folds to her entrance, he thrust inside to see if any ice was left. As soon as he sucked out the few remaining bits, he pushed them back within her as far as his tongue could go.

  Her hips were coming off the couch. “Antonio!” she cried out.

  Antonio had fallen into his own fantasy, his own sexual pleasure. He couldn’t lift his head away from her pussy. Janice was an addiction. The finest brown sugar he had ever tasted. He kissed her folds and the flesh in between. Her clit called to him again and he slid his tongue up, slurping the swollen bud into his mouth. He didn’t want to let it go.

  “Yes!” she yelped, arching her back. “Oh, oh, what are you doing to me?” She pushed her pussy hard into his face, then collapsed onto the couch.

  Lifting his head from her, he looked up. “Do you like that, Bella?” He bent down again and touched the tip of his tongue to the quivering bud again.

  She trembled and grinned.

  “Did my lips and tongue satisfy you like no other lover?”

  “Oh, Antonio,” she moaned. “Like no other.”

  “That’s what I wanted to hear. Are you aching for me now? Does the thought of my body inside of yours make you shiver even more for me?”

  She opened her eyes and stared at him. “I’ve never wanted a cock so badly in my entire life. Believe me.”

  “Do you happen to have a condom?”

  “I might have one. Go check that second drawer in the dresser.”

  “That’s exactly what I needed to hear.” The ice had melted the perfect exterior of Janice Freeman. Now it was time for what he was more than ready for.

  Antonio went over to the dresser and opened the second drawer. Inside was a box that had three condoms left. Even though her pussy would be cold inside, the warmness of his cock would build a fire. Passionate heat. Pulsating, driving into her core like no other.

  As he glanced up to her face, her lips were twitching and her eyes looked wild. Quite unlike the Janice he had met earlier, but he liked this untamed version too. Her hot gaze captured his. So that’s what a snow cone would do to her. He wouldn’t forget this. Ever.

  He unhooked and unzipped his pants and kicked them off. As he pulled down his briefs, his swollen cock bobbed out before them. It couldn’t have been any more erect than it was right now. Her eyes stared at the ha
rdness with frenzied desire as he rolled on the condom.

  Janice quickly slid off the couch and faced it. Leaning over to the cushion, she tilted her butt up into the air. She was ready.

  He moved in closer, staring at the woman in front of him. Her butt had luscious, full cheeks that he wanted to squeeze. Besides being pleasing to his eyes, he enjoyed being with Janice. He wanted to spend time with her, hear her dreams and tell her his. But for right now, he wanted to fuck her.

  His leg spread her thighs wide and opened her cheeks to see the flesh he was craving. As he drove inside of her, they both cried out in joy as he filled her completely. It was cold inside of her pussy, but his blazing cock started heating them up right away. The pleasure of hot and cold together was beyond belief, an instant rush of exhilaration.

  “Do you like this as much as I do?” he breathed out.

  “I love this, Antonio,” she moaned. “You’re cock feels hot inside of me.”

  He smiled. As he settled into some energetic thrusting, his phone started ringing. He tried to remember where it was but couldn’t. It was probably the ice cream company wondering where he was. But the ice cream company could wait until they were finished. He pushed hard inside of her again, feeling the wetness gush around his cock.

  The gratification happened quickly. They moaned, they thrashed, ravenous for each other as their joining became primal. It didn’t take long until they exploded together in one huge, overwhelming orgasm.

  “Ah!” he shouted.

  “Antonio!” she cried out.

  As he felt his cock jerk inside of her expending itself, he let out a huge breath of satisfaction. He regained his senses, and smiled. They had both been pleased.

  They spent a few moments recovering, then Janice flipped around to face him. Leaning toward one another, they kissed softly. Arms and hands slid over whatever flesh they could find. He felt closer to her than he had felt with any other woman in a long time.

  He laid a gentle kiss on her lips and lapped his tongue around her chin. “Did that make you happy, Bella?”

  She placed a hand on his cheek. “I swear to you, that was the best sex I’ve ever had in my life.”