Ice cream and sex

Later that evening….

(Phoenix POV)

After Sterling and I became close, we started sharing a room together and so far, it has been good and he still made me wear his clothes at home which was an insane idea to me at first because I had my own outfits. Now, I seldom wore them because I became comfortable in his clothes and it helped me sleep better and my nightmares had reduce drastically.

Remembering what transpired today at the office, I decided to keep him in the loop.

“Hey, something happened today?” I said, stopping Sterling in his tracks of doing absolutely nothing. These days, he was hardly busy at home and he did just about anything to get close to me and it was cute of him.

“Hmmmm, what happened?” He replied, stopping whatever he was doing and found his way to my own side of the bed.

“A client requested that I be the one to attend to him and when I did, we talked about business. When I was about hanging up the call, he invited me for the private party and said that I should bring a plus one,” I said to him, shrugging my shoulders.

“It doesn’t seem that bad but still, you should be cautious,” he said,

“Yeah, I don’t know if I’ll go for it though because I have Cooking Fest on Saturday,” looking at him while pouting my lips.

“Well, there is Friday evening and although it will be hectic because you will have to leave work early to attend the party; assuming it is on Friday,” he said, pecking my lips while pulling me up from the bed.

I protested because I didn’t want to stand up from the bed after cozying up for a nice sleep.

“No, I don’t want to get up, I like it here,” I said, squeezing myself further into the bed and covering myself more with the duvet.

“I can’t let you do that, you haven’t eaten dinner and you didn’t eat breakfast this morning and I am probably sure that you didn’t have lunch either,” Sterling said, still pulling me up the bed.

“I had lunch at work. Okay, I want ice cream and Oreos, can I have that at least?” I said, still insisting on not going downstairs.

“I won’t argue with that but I need you to come downstairs, eat dinner and probably watch a movie or something while I cuddle you to sleep,” he persuaded.

“That’s doable. Urrggghh, you are such a pest,” I told him, without mixing words. I got up and adjusted the big shirt I wore on my body just so I wasn’t too revealing.

“I can be a pest for you, darling but don’t tell anyone I said that. There is no need to adjust the shirt; besides, who else will see it—it’s just you and me here,” Sterling said, coming close to my body and touching me sexually.

I smacked his hands away and dragged him to the kitchen. Sitting on one of the stools, separated by the kitchen isle, I looked as Sterling rummaged the upper cupboards for a pack of Oreos and then to the freezer for a bowl of ice cream but he suddenly stopped in his movements as though he was trying to remember something.

“Which flavor do you prefer?” Sterling asked me, probably concerned if I wasn’t going to like any of the flavors in the freezer. After he said that, I walked to the freezer, closed my eyes and inhaled all the flavors. Most of the flavors made me almost puke except the mint flavor.

I immediately snatched the bowl of mint ice cream and pack of Oreos and went to my own side of the couch. I placed the pack of Oreos on table and immediately opened the bowl of ice cream and was about to scoop it when I realized that I had no spoon with me.

‘Honestly, what the hell was going on with me forgetting things’ I sighed and looked over to where Sterling was only to find him staring at me? His stares made me blush so hard that I turned and looked back at my bowl of ice cream. I still needed to eat it, so I had to swallow my pride and ask him to help me get a spoon.

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(Sterling’s POV)

When she took the pack of Oreos and bowl of ice cream from my hand and walked hastily to the couch in the living room. I watched her every movement without her noticing my stares or anything. She suddenly realized that she had no spoon with which to eat the ice cream; then she turned and finally realized that I was staring at her.

She always blushed when I stared at her and today was no exception because she was trying so hard to hide her blush but then again, she still needed the spoon. I waited patiently for her to say something so that I could finally have the chance to tease her.

Finally, I heard her clear her throat and looked at me before saying in a very tiny voice that I almost didn’t recognize the voice.

“Can I please get a spoon, I didn’t bring it here with me and I don’t want to walk anymore,” she said, trying so hard to look me straight in the eye. Its funny how the very confident and strong woman outside was this playful and childish at home. I guess I could say the same for me too. Since she came into my life, my private life has been something I looked forward to because of her.

I realized that I hadn’t really done what I should for her and that was taking her out on a proper date. I knew the feeling was mutual, so all I had to do was get to know her better which I planned on doing.

“Yeah, I will do that and don’t forget, we are sharing that together,” I said, while pointing my hands at the bowl of ice cream so she’d know that I was serious about it.

Her eyes widened at my sentence, and then she looked down at the bowl of ice cream and back at me again.

“Why don’t you get yours? There are loads of it in the freezer, please don’t make me share and don’t forget that I now eat for two,” she said, clearly pointing that out and using it as an excuse not to share.

“Yeah, sure but you know what?” I got two spoons and my own bowl of ice cream from the freezer and sat down next to her.

“What?” she said, taking the spoon from me and digging into her ice cream.

“I’m taking you out on a date, like a proper date,” I told her scooping a spoon of ice cream into my mouth.

“Oh, okay,” she replied, half focused as all her attention was on the ice cream. I watched her take a spoon of ice cream and moan at its tastiness when it finally entered her mouth.

Hearing her moan triggered my little brother and I had to stop her from doing that or else the further she moaned, the more I got aroused.

“Stop, Nyx--- you are not helping matters,” I said, looking at her lips which were full and plump.

“What, what did I do?” She said, looking at me with those innocent eyes as though she had no idea of what she had just done.

“I warmed you but you didn’t heed to my advice, don’t blame me for what happens next,” I told her. She was probably unprepared but I dropped the bowl of ice cream, took hers from her and placed both bowls on the table. I gave her one last look and immediately kissed her lips.

Driving my tongue deeper into hers, our tongues mingled together with her moaning louder. Tasting her minty flavored ice cream, I continued kissing her and after a few minutes, I stopped; giving us a little bit of breathing space.

I could tell she was flustered and to drive my intentions for the night further, I licked her lips. I could tell that my kisses drove her crazy.

“Sterling…..” she cried out in complete pleasure and I wasn’t going to disappoint either.

Ripping my shirt that she had on, to my surprise, she wasn’t putting on any underwear. I smirked at the sight of her always delectable body and with haste, I started stroking her breast. I mean, I wasn’t going to let this opportunity slide, could i? Hell no!

I fondled with both breast while placing light kisses on her neck, her chest, her abdomen and finally on her clitoris. I left her breast, used my tongue to play with her clitoris; making her wet. When I knew that she was ready for me, I went back to kissing her, making her enjoy the taste of my mouth--- I slid my middle finger into her pussy and I felt her back arch at the sudden movement. I started moving my fingers slowly and then I picked up the pace when she moaned louder and a deep groan escaped my lips.

With our sweaty bodies and heated desires, we both knew desire and at that point, we were the only ones that mattered.

After an intense intimate session, we were laid, sprawled on the floor of the living room, both naked and inhaling and exhaling deeply. A thought flashed through my mind and I decided to tell her before I forgot,

“Hey, how about I take you out on a proper date?” I said, drawing imaginary circles on her back as she laid her head on my bare chest.

“I’m pretty sure that you said that earlier,” Phoenix said, tilting her head a bit just to have a glance at me.

“Oh, I did? I wasn’t sure I said that but oh well, still take it as a reminder,” I said, being more specific.

“One question though,” she said

“Okay, go ahead,” I said, encouraging her to go ahead.

“In the scheme of things; I mean, with our whole busy schedule, when exactly are we going to go on a date?” She asked, while fully sitting up to have a full look at me.

“None of that matters. For you, I would do anything,” I had to reassure her about my plans for her.

“If you say so; Hey, I’m going to go take a shower and head to bed, you coming?”

“Yeah, you go ahead, I think my phone is ringing,”

“Sure thing,”

After she left, I went straight to the kitchen isle and picked up my phone and true to my words, Denzel was calling me. I immediately picked up.

“This had better be good or I’m deducting your allowance for the month,” I said, speaking confidently and somewhat cocky over the phone.

“He is here; he is here in California” Denzel said and I knew immediately what he was talking about.

“What? What the hell are you talking about? Weren’t you supposed to keep me in the loop?” That darn Denzel always finding the perfect time to ruin everything.