"And the spots," she added sweetly, tapping her chin as if thinking, "neck, chest… and"—she tilted her head—"your crotch."
She slipped the blindfold over her eyes, fully committing to the game, and Rain guided the spoon into her hand.
Daisy leaned forward, following only his voice and the warmth she felt beneath her fingers. Each lick sent shivers down his spine, and he found himself tied down by his own desire after every teasing mark.
Daisy leaned in closer, fully embodying her playful kitten persona, savoring every inch until the ice cream disappeared completely.
Rain, unable to tear his eyes away from her, was captivated by her tongue flicking over his skin, her body moving gracefully, and her tail playfully swaying. He leaned back in his seat, fighting the thought that flashed far too vividly I want to pull your tail, lift it, and take you right here Kitty.
"Done with the neck and chest," she said softly. "Now unzip and give me another delicious flavor, honey."
She swiped her finger across her lower lip, pleased by how easily his body betrayed him under her touch.
Rain, unfazed by her boldness, simply reached down and loosened his zipper.
He didn't guide her, but her hand had already found its way to his crotch, teasing him with soft strokes. Rain let out a low moan as he passed her the ice cream spoon, his mind spiraling into a dark abyss of desire.
Daisy, blindfolded with her kitten ears and tail, her breasts bouncing in that deep neckline, was a vision of temptation. Mine. She's utterly mine.
As her tongue swirled around him, he threw his head back, breath breaking."Ah… Kitty…"
When he looked at her, his eyes were dark—focused, intent—like he was already claiming something he had no intention of letting go of.
Every slow tease lit something dangerous in him. Desire coiled tight in his chest, hot and possessive. He didn't want her body alone—he wanted her yielding, the moment she'd stop pretending she wasn't already his.
You'll come to me on your own, he thought, hunger threading every breath.Begging.Needing.
And when you do, I won't hold back. I'll give you everything—every dark want you're afraid to name.
Rain had to grip the edge of the chair to stay still, knuckles tight, restraint burning through him like a test he was barely passing.
She got up, slipped the blindfold off and looked at Rain. The hunger in his eyes made her pause, her confidence wavering just a little.
She then spotted how big his thing was. "Damn, i dont think i ll survive after this goes inside me" she muttered. Rain zipped his pants with a crooked smirk tugging at his lips. "Careful," he said. "Staring like that is dangerous."
She leaned back, forcing herself to relax, and changed the subject before her nerves could betray her."So," she said lightly, counting on her fingers, "the neck was vanilla, the chest was butterscotch… and the last one was chocolate."
A slow smile curved his lips. "Correct," he said quietly. "Maddeningly accurate. And every time you guessed right…. Let's continue."
He rolled the dice.
Daisy chuckled at his comment, but the sound came out a little breathless. She leaned forward, eyes glued to the board, counting each move under her breath.
One step.
Two.
Three.
Her eyes lit up. She was so close she could almost taste victory.
Then the dice betrayed her.
"No way!" she groaned as her piece slid all the way back to the start. "I was just two steps away!"
Rain's lips curved into a slow, wicked smile—the kind that meant trouble. He leaned back, clearly enjoying her misery.
"Rules are rules," he said lightly.
She shot him a glare but reached for the deck anyway, fingers already bracing herself for whatever was coming next.
"Fine," she muttered. "Let's see what torture you've planned now."
Rain watched her closely as she picked a card, eyes gleaming with anticipation.