Author's note: This is part of my drabble123 sex series on livejournal. Also, you should probably read my fic Leaving Marks before reading this, as this drabble is a hidden moment type of scene in chapter five. Also, please forgive that pun at the end. It just fit too well.
VANILLA
"Ben and Jerry would hate you if you burned their sugar high."
"Oh don't worry, I'll do it nice and slow."
The vision hit hard, unbidden, and would be totally, totally mortifying if ever she learned that, apart from having the propensity for lighting things on fire and being just a little stronger than the norm, he also had the ability to read thoughts.
Warren licking ice cream from her naked body.
In that one split second she allowed herself before slapping herself back to cold reality – hello, she had a client that wanted to start in on their six-pack, like, yesterday – she felt his tongue. Hot, smooth, slow, maddening strokes that brought instant wetness between her legs and took her breath away.
Holy smokes. Effing dangerous.