A Cool Sensation

Kate Rich wants to feel something cold against her skin tonight. She reaches for an ice cube, runs it slowly along her collarbone, and watches the water bead and slide. Her nipples tighten the second the ice touches them. Small and firm, they stand out as she moves the cube in lazy circles, letting the chill sink deeper. Mike Angelo watches her from the edge of the bed. He leans in, takes the melting cube from her fingers, and traces the same path—down her sternum, across each breast, straight to her belly button. When the ice slips lower and grazes her clit, Kate’s breath catches. Mike presses the cube between her lips, parts them with two fingers, and rubs her slick, chilled folds. Each stroke is deliberate. Ice melts, fingers dip, and Kate’s thighs tense around his wrist. The cold makes every nerve snap awake, pushing her closer with every pass. She comes with a sharp gasp, hips jerking, the last sliver of ice sliding free and dripping onto the sheets.