He Warmed Me Up By Cooling Me Off
February Writing Prompt Series: It’s Not Even That Cold
He popped the ice cube into his mouth, swirling it around for a second. Smiling up at me, he spit it back into the glass and set the glass back on the nightstand. My body quivered with anticipation as he kissed down my throat. His lips were freezing, leaving cold kisses in his wake as he made his way further down.