Asrai Devin

Kiss me, and you will see how important I am.” ― Sylvia Plath

Bite of Ice


This is an excerpt from a longer novel I’m working on. It’s based on the characters from Hot For Teacher, but I changed Sam to Nick somewhere in the last 50, 000 words.


He put one knee on the bed and tugged it out of her hands. “You can’t hide from me. Are you ready to let me take charge this morning?”

“I’ll try.”

“I have ways to keep you in line. Put your wrists together.”

She clasped her hands together. He wrapped the tie from his robe around her wrists and secured it with a knot. He pulled her hands up with the makeshift restraint. “Hey there sugar lips. How are you doing?”

“Okay. Good. Nervous.”

“I promise you will like everything I do to you. And if you don’t, you know what to say.”

She nodded as his mouth down to hers. “I know: red,” she whispered against his lips.

“Good girl.” He kissed her deeply but briefly. “I want you to lie down on your back. I’m going to tie you to my headboard.”

She glanced the top of his bed. It was made for tying someone up to. Did he buy it with that in mind?

“Now, sugar! I only have all morning.” He winked at her, but there was an edge to his voice.

She eased herself to her back. He tied the ends to the headboard. She tugged it. “Don’t pull too hard, I didn’t tie you securely. I don’t want to cut my clothing. I’ll add restraints to my shopping list.”

He knelt on the bed by her feet. “I’m going to leave some marks on you.”

Marks? Like hickeys? She wanted to cover her neck, but the ties reminded her she was exposed to him. He tugged her feet apart, opening her thighs to him. He traced his fingers up her legs, lightly over her inner thighs.

“Not anywhere visible. But you’ll be thinking of me tonight. I’ll mark you here between your thighs.” His fingers traveled over her belly and to her breasts. “And here.” He tested her nipples. “Any objections sugar?”

She shook her head. She wanted this so bad. Between her legs flooded with possibility. He scratched his fingernails over her thighs so they were streaked red. His mouth came down on her skin at her knee. Soft kisses, then his tongue whirled in the hollow making her giggle. Up her inner thigh his teeth nipping at her flesh, not hurting her. Teasing. He eased himself between her legs and grabbed her hips. Was he worried she’d go somewhere? She was tied to his bed.

And when his teeth sank in she understood. She wanted to jump away from the pain. Pure instinct on her part, but he held her tight. His fingers pressed deliciously hard into her hips. Maybe if she twisted harder, she’d have bruises there as well. He dragged his teeth along her skin of one side then up the other.

Once the skin was stinging he sucked, using his tongue as an instrument of soothing. Until the suction pulled her body tighter. “Ow, ow,” she moaned. This pressure he applied hurt. He gripped her harder until she seethed.

He pulled his mouth off her. “If you relaxed a little, this would not hurt as much, sweet girl.” He rubbed his thumb over the mark he’d left on her thigh.

“It’s not easy, I’m not used to being treated so roughly.”

“Are you enjoying yourself?”

“Fuck yes. You can grab me harder. If you’d like.”

She swallowed and looked down at him. He smirked. “You want me to be rougher? No problem.”

His fingers pressed into her ass this time. And he took a big chunk of inner thigh muscle into his mouth, and his teeth bit so hard she was sure he must be drawing blood. She gasped and tugged against her restraints. “Ow, fuck, Nick. That hurts.” When she whined, his fingers dug in harder as did his teeth. She asked for this, her clit throbbed. Part of her wanted him to stop and fuck her right now. Make her come. And most of her never wanted the pain to end.

He let go and she gulped down air. “Sugar, look at me.” Her eyes fluttered open and his face danced in front of hers. “What color are you at?”

She blinked a few times. “Green. But I wouldn’t object if you fucked me hard.”

The smirk returned. “I’m not done teasing you yet. I have a different kind of bite in mind for the next part.” He patted her knee. “If you’ll just stay put for the moment. I’ll be right back.”

As if she was going somewhere? She sagged against the pillows. He disappeared from the room and she stared at the ceiling. Her legs throbbed with pain. She twisted so she could examine them. She had a red hickey on one side and the other had a blue bite mark. They both stung and she wanted to rub them to soothe herself. But she was still tied.

She closed her eyes and sank into the pain and the arousal. The arousal without soothing was harder than the pain. She wanted to be fucked. She wanted his tongue on her clit again. She wanted to come so hard she saw stars. Oh that would be good.

“You have a smile on your face. What are you thinking about?”

“How hard I want to come,” she said. She opened her eyes to see what his idea was.

He held an ice cube tray. She hissed as her body tightened under the idea of ice on her skin. Where would he put it? On her breasts? Between her thighs? On her clit? Her thighs pressed together, which stung but she needed to soothe the arousal.

“Looks like we are both eager for this. I’m going to tease you for all I can Lindsay. I’d love to fuck with you all day, not let you get off until I’m ready to see you come. Keep you on edge until you beg me for it.”

Nick twisted the tray and pulled out one cube. He set the tray side and knelt on the bed beside her. He slid the cube along her stomach and swirled it in her belly button. She giggled. “That tickles.”

“How about this then?” He touched it to her nipple, which instantly tightened. A moan escaped and he caught it with a kiss. “How long could you handle this?” he asked, as he swirled the cube.

“That feels good so far.” She closed her eyes to show how relaxed she was.

He moved the ice to the other side. She smiled. His mouth came down on the already cold side and the juxtaposition of sensations was beautiful. he licked and sucked until she moaned. And then his teeth sank into her. “Ahhhhh,” she protested. His teeth pressed harder. “Yes. Yes, Nick.”

He pulled the ice off her nipple and nudged her legs apart. Hell yes, he was going to make her come. The ice pressed into her clit. The frigid cube wasn’t what she expected. Her body jolted. He rubbed the cube across the throbbing nub. His teeth finally released her breast. She would have a good mark there later. “This should cool you down. Make you less eager.”

“I don’t think it’s working,” she groaned, squirming. “It feels fucking amazing.” her hips thrust against his hand.

He rubbed the cube over her pussy lips and pressed what was left inside her. Her body clenched around it. “I had a woman I chatted with once, she had a glass dildo she kept in the freezer and used it to masturbate.”

“That sounds hot,” Lindsay said.

His fingers rubbed her clit, they were cold, but not freezing like the ice. “Don’t come yet. Are you close?”

She shook her head. “Not yet.”

“You’re such a good girl. I think you need a little reward.” He sucked on her non-abraded nipple, swirling his tongue around it while he rubbed the growing nub between her legs. He rolled on top of her and positioned his dick so it rubbed against her clit and ground against her.

She wiggled against him, maybe she was closer than she thought.

He rolled back to the side after a few moments. He grabbed another ice cube. “How do your thighs feel?” he asked, rubbed the ice along the bite mark that was turning to a bruise.

“Sore. And now cold.”

“And your arms?” he asked, bringing the cube to her armpit.

She shrieked and drew away, making him laugh. “They’re okay. I keep forgetting about them. I’ve been distracted.”

He touched the cube to the bite mark that framed her nipple. “And my third favorite body part?”

“What’s your first and second favorites?”

“Your face and your cunt.”

“My breast is sore. It’s very difficult to not rub it. But it’s even more difficult not to get off, right now.”

He traced her lips with the ice cube and then kissed her. “So you like the cold?”

“So far, Mr. Matthews. I have enjoyed myself this morning.”

“Me too. I want to tease you longer, but my cock wants to bury itself in you. Maybe I can do both at once.” He untied her hands. “Get on your hands and knees,” he growled in her ear.

She didn’t get her arms time to recover, she flipped to her hands and knees and arched her back for a quick stretch. He kneaded her ass. “Fuck, you have a great ass.” His finger brushed between the cheeks making her head snap up. “Someday I am going to own you. Right here.”

She squeezed her eyes shut. She heard the foil of a condom open and watch the wrapper flutter to the bed between her legs. He pressed against her, then inside. He wrapped a hand around and pressed another ice cube against her clit. “What does it feel like?”
“Hot and cold at the same time.” She leaned onto her forearms so he could get deeper inside her. “You’re going to make me come right?”

“I will always take care of you.” He swirled the cube. “A little more teasing first.”

As long as he didn’t freeze her nethers. She shivered and jerked back to meet his thrusts. He dropped the cube but his fingers were still cold on her clit. He pinched and twisted the half frozen nub.

With his other hand and wrapped it around her throat, pulling her head up. “That’s my girl. Pound back on my cock. Take me deep inside you, let me hear you scream.”

She stretched her neck as long as she could. She stared at the headboard she had spent most of the last hour tied to, while he exposed her, bit her and froze her. He gripped her inner thigh and scraped over the bite mark, making her wail. He pulled tighter on her throat, not hard enough to cut off her air, but to make it hard to swallow.

“Get louder, Lindsay. Say my name.”

“Nick,” she whispered.

He pinched her nipple, twisting it. “Louder,” he commanded.

“Nick,” she said, a little loud.

“Come on, show me how much you like my dick in you.” He thrust hard into her, their bodies slapping together.

“Nick! Nick, god yes, Nick. Fuck me.”

He pinched her clit again and the white hot drifted behind her eyes. Fuck yes. She shoved herself on him and felt him lose control at the same time she did. She shouted his name, and yes a few times before her arms couldn’t hold her anymore. He caught her as he thrust a few more times then let her fall to the bed.


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  1. Damn, this makes my nipples perk… delicious!

  2. Every time she indicated she could take more, I kept thinking, “Be careful what you wish for.” But maybe I was just projecting, lol.

  3. Love, love, love sensation play like this. great read on a hot afternoon.

  4. I’m not sure I ever commented on this, but it’s a hot story.

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