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Hands Off The Ice King novel Chapter 54

Chapter 54

Levi’s POV

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“Are you sure you don’t want any ice cream? This joint isn’t present in Manhattan. It’s only available here, as far as I know,” Aiden said, holding two ice cream cones in his hand—one blue and one yellow. I didn’t bother asking him what flavors they were, despite their suspiciously bright colors.

“I don’t like sweet things,” I answered. “Just make it fast.”

“Right,” he said. “You hate sweetness in your life.”

I sighed and tilted my head to the side. “Didn’t you say you have a lot of work waiting for you?”

“Geez, don’t remind me,” he muttered. “Let me eat my ice cream in peace first.”

I sighed and leaned against my car while the three of them ate their ice cream. Beth was sitting on the sidewalk with an ice cream cup in her hand, her sunglasses covering nearly half her face, and her hood over her head.

Meanwhile, Hope was eating a vanilla cone while letting the sun touch her skin. She had far removed her jacket, and she was only wearing a white tank top. From where I was standing, I could see how the knitted fabric wrapped around her body.

Fuck, she had a great figure.

She was scrolling through her phone while eating the ice cream, smiling from time to time. Was she talking to someone else?

She was too distracted with her phone that she didn’t even realize that her ice cream began melting. I frowned and walked to where she was. She didn’t even notice my presence even when I was already right in front of her.

I clicked my tongue. “Your ice cream is melting.”

Her smile fell, turning to glare at me, but when she probably realized what I had said, she quickly focused on her ice cream.

The white, melty cream dripped down onto the tan sugar cone. Before it could drip down her fingers, she licked the cone from the base to the top.

I stood there, watching her try to remedy the mess, but it seemed I was the one who needed a remedy instead.

Some of the white liquid got onto the corners of her mouth, and she licked it with her tongue-the moist, pink flesh running all over her equally pink lips.

Despite her earnest effort not to get any of the cream down her fingers, it still did, coating each finger with the same white cream. She licked her fingers, shyly lapping at first.

My cock twitched hard the second her tongue touched the first sticky finger. Hope brought her index finger to her mouth without looking up, sliding a quarter of the length between her lips and sucking the melted vanilla off it in one slow pull. The wet sound reached me.

My dick thickened instantly inside my jeans, pressing against the zipper like it wanted out. Blood rushed south so fast my head felt light. I shifted my stance, trying to hide the growing bulge, but the fabric was already stretching tight over my

shaft.

She didn’t stop. Her middle finger followed, disappearing between those soft lips. She sucked harder this time, cheeks hollowing slightly as she cleaned every trace of cream from her knuckle to her fingertip.

My cock jerked again, now fully hard and throbbing. The head rubbed against the denim with every pulse, sending sharp sparks of heat through my groin. I could feel pre-cum starting to leak, making the front of my boxers damp.

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Fuck. I clenched my jaw and forced my hands into my pockets so no one would see them shaking.

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Hope switched to her ring finger next. Each movement made my erection strain harder. The thick ridge of my cock was now obvious if anyone glanced down, the outline pressing visibly against my fly. My balls tightened. I could imagine those same lips wrapped around my dick instead, sucking me the way she was sucking those fingers-slow, thorough, greedy for every drop. The thought made another surge of blood pump into my shaft, and I had to bite the inside of my cheek to keep from groaning out loud.

A thin string of saliva mixed with melted ice cream stretched between her lip and fingertip when she finally pulled it free. Sweat gathered at the back of my neck even though the day wasn’t even that hot. All I could think about was grabbing her wrist, shoving those same fingers into my mouth so I could taste what she tasted, then replacing them with my cock until, she choked on it.

Hope finally looked up, looking unaware of the raging hard-on she’d just given me.

This has been an ongoing problem of mine, and I truly didn’t know how to act on it. This was the first fucking time I had felt this way ever in my life.

I clicked my tongue and looked away.

“Fun’s over. Let’s go,” I said, already heading to the driver’s seat.

Aiden, who had just started with his second cone, looked at me with deep blue lips stained from the first ice cream cone he had eaten. I still didn’t know what flavor it was.

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