Free Snowed Under by Celeste Rupert Page B

against Nell’s leg, her hips moving in time with Nell’s tongue, roaming her hands over her back, her breasts, squeezing her bottom.
    “Feeling warmer?” Ivy asked against Nell’s mouth.
    “Getting there.” Ivy felt the smile stretch Nell’s lips. “Still a little chilly, though.”
    “Let’s see what we can do about that.” Ivy ran her hands up to Nell’s breasts, squeezing gently. Nell’s breasts were high and small, and Ivy teased the nipples with her thumbs until they tightened to hard buds. Nell leaned into her hands and Ivy bent to bring her mouth close to one pebbled nipple. She exhaled, and Nell made a small noise deep in her throat and tangled her hands tightly in Ivy’s hair. Ivy lapped the nipple with her tongue, licking and circling it until Nell became more insistent, crushing Ivy’s face into her breast. Ivy sucked the peak into her mouth, pinching it between her lips and teasing the end with her tongue, using fast back and forth motions that made Nell moan.
    Ivy flattened the nipple with her tongue and tipped her head to look up at Nell. “Warm yet?”
    “Half way, or there abouts.” Nell twisted her torso to bring the other breast to Ivy’s mouth, and Ivy was happy to oblige, sucking eagerly until she could hear Nell panting. “All right,” Nell gasped, “I’m warm.” She pulled on Ivy’s hair until she released the nipple and stood up straight. Nell clasped her hands behind Ivy’s neck. “I started this to warm you up. Are you warm?”
    Ivy grinned. “Pretty warm.”
    “I don’t know,” Nell said sceptically. “Let me feel your fingers.” She ran her hands down Ivy’s arms, making her shiver, and entwined their fingers. “Hmm.” Nell brought Ivy’s hand to her lips and kissed the knuckles. “Still quite chilly.” She licked Ivy’s finger, sucking it into the wet heat of her mouth then released it with a pop. “And what about here?” Nell bent to Ivy’s breast, darting her tongue out to touch the nipple and it tightened in response. “Pretty cold,” Nell said seriously. “I better do something about that.”
    Ivy reached behind her to brace her hands on the table and watched as Nell closed her mouth on her breast. At the first suck, Ivy’s knees started to shake. She was grateful for the support of the solid table, and gripped it hard. Nell moved over her breast as she suckled, then took the nipple between her teeth, tugging gently back and forth. Ivy whimpered, the sensations coursing through her, her pussy throbbing in time.
    Nell growled as she released her nipple. “I love your breasts.” She dived for the other one with enthusiasm, making Ivy moan.
    “Why?” Ivy gasped.
    “Why, what?” Nell’s voice was muffled.
    “Why—” Ivy swallowed then continued, “Why do you love my breasts? They’re so…not like yours.”
    Nell giggled. “That’s just it.” She licked up the underside of the breast, her eyes on Ivy’s. “Yours are so big, and they bounce.” Nell cupped them both and gave them a hearty jiggle for emphasis. “So much fun. Plus”—Nell closed her teeth over the nipple, and Ivy groaned—“You make the best noises when I bite them.” Ivy twisted, giving up her grip on the table to grab a fistful of Nell’s hair.
    “See?” Nell said when she finally released Ivy’s breast, breathing nearly as hard as Ivy. “I love your breasts. And…” She ran her tongue over one sensitised nipple. “I think they’re finally warm. What do you think?”
    Ivy felt like they were on fire, with the rest of her not far behind. “Warm, definitely.”
    “Let’s make sure you’re not cold anywhere else. Make sure no other body parts need attention.” Nell dropped to her knees at Ivy’s feet. “How about here?” She licked the inside of Ivy’s knee. “Seems all right, what do you think?” Ivy nodded in agreement, and Nell tugged on her knee, lifting Ivy’s foot off the ground. Ivy struggled to readjust, balancing on one foot and leaning