Chapter 44 Ice Melting in the Pussy
Nicole's POV
Molly's appearance startled me. My hand, ready to knock, froze in mid-air.
She was wearing an incredibly sexy silk nightgown with a plunging neckline that reached almost to her navel, clearly a carefully crafted outfit for seducing Hodgson tonight.
I immediately dropped my hand and quickly made up an excuse.
"I'm here to see Shier. Shier's been feeling down about things at the company lately. I just ran into Eric, and he said Shier seemed to be here looking for Mr. Hodgson, so..."
"Shier?" Molly frowned in disapproval.
"What's he doing here? He's such a nuisance."
She was so revealingly dressed, she must have been eager to climb into Hodgson's bed.
Just then, the door to Hodgson's room opened.
He leaned against the doorframe and saw the two of us standing outside.
"Hodgson!" Molly immediately pounced on him.
She coquettishly tucked her arm around Hodgson's, her proud breasts rubbing against his arm.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time."
I instinctively looked away, not wanting to see the sight.
But Hodgson gently pushed her away: "Not tonight."
Molly's smile froze: "Why?"
"Shier and I have something to discuss, and I also need to video conference with Barry."
"But..." Molly started to say something.
"Be good," Hodgson interrupted. "We'll talk tomorrow."
Although Molly's face was filled with disappointment, she didn't dare disobey him. She could only reluctantly nod and leave.
Watching her leave, I breathed a sigh of relief.
But the next second, Hodgson's hand grabbed my arm and yanked me into his room.
He pushed me onto the bed, his hands on either side of me, looking down at me.
"You're getting bolder and bolder. You lie without a blush."
I glared at him. "I had no choice but to do this. Some jerk forced me to do it."
Hodgson stood up and examined my coat.
"Okay, now let me check if you're a good girl and if you've lived up to our promise."
I bit my lower lip, my face starting to heat up.
Under his gaze, I slowly unbuttoned my coat, then took it off and tossed it aside.
Underneath, I wore only a yellow bikini.
Hodgson's eyes changed instantly.
Two flames seemed to ignite in his deep pupils, filled with undisguised desire.
"Lie down," he commanded.
I hesitated, then obediently lay down on the bed.
Then, he turned and walked to the small refrigerator in the room and pulled out a small ice bucket filled with crystal-clear ice cubes.
Seeing the ice cubes, I swallowed, a sense of foreboding washing over me, my body tensing.
He walked over to the bedside with the ice bucket and looked down at me.
His gaze roamed over me, as if admiring a trophy.
Then he reached into the bucket and pulled out a block of ice.
What was he going to do?
I watched him nervously.
He leaned over, holding the ice cube between his fingers, and slid it down my neck, past my collarbone.
The cold touch made me flinch.
Just then, Hodgson's phone rang.
He glanced at the caller ID, gave a subtle smile, then answered the call and put it on speakerphone.
"Hodgson?"
It was Mr. Barry's voice. He had actually called.
"Father," Hodgson replied calmly.
As he spoke, his hand holding the ice cube moved down and pressed directly against my nipple.
"Ugh..."
The cold and sudden stimulation made my scalp tingle, and a suppressed moan threatened to escape.
I bit my lip tightly to prevent myself from crying out.
"What's going on over there? What's that sound?" Mr. Barry seemed to hear something.
"Nothing," Hodgson's voice remained steady, but his fingers began to slowly rub my nipple with the ice cube.
The ice cube began to melt under his movements, and the icy water flowed down my skin, leaving a noticeable wet mark wherever it touched.
My nipple stood up uncontrollably under his stimulation.
This intertwined feeling of ice and fire made my whole body tremble, and even my toes curled up.
"Are you with Molly?" Mr. Barry asked. "I heard you were having a party over there. How was it?"
"We're having a blast right now."
Hodgson said, reaching out with his free hand to play with my other nipple.
His fingertips were rough, burning with heat, a stark contrast to the ice.
Hodgson looked up at my eyes, reddened by my own restraint, and suddenly a wicked smile crossed his face.
He mouthed, "Say hello."
I glared at him angrily.
He pinched my nipple with his fingers, causing my body to shudder.
"Hurry up," he urged.
I had no choice but to imitate Molly's usual sweet voice and call into the phone.
"Mr. Barry..."
"Haha, it looks like you guys were having a blast." Mr. Barry laughed with relief.
The moment Mr. Barry finished speaking, before I could react, Hodgson suddenly spread my legs and stuffed the half-melted ice cube directly into my pussy.
"Mmm..."
The biting cold and the feeling of a foreign object invading my vagina made me tremble violently.
I bit my lower lip hard to prevent a scream, but tears welled up uncontrollably.
"Hodgson?"
"It's okay, Dad."
Hodgson's voice was a little hoarse as he spoke, blocking my vagina with his fingers to prevent the melting ice from falling out.
"Molly doesn't have time to talk right now. She's busy with other things."
"Okay," Mr. Barry said without further questioning.
"When you get back from vacation, come to the office. I have something to discuss with you."
"Oh? What?"
Hodgson's fingers tapped my clitoris, and the sudden pleasure nearly overwhelmed me.
"About getting you into the Hall Group."
Hodgson teased, answering Barry, "Aren't your eldest son and grandson helping you? You don't need me at all."
"Hodgson! You should know you're different from them!"
The ice slowly melted inside me, its water mixing with my body fluids, making me feel cold and wet.
I couldn't comprehend Barry's meaning at all.
What different？
Hodgson replied, "Sure, I'll join the company if you get Keith out of the Hall family."
"You!"
Mr. Barry was furious, and Hodgson hung up the phone.
The ice finally melted completely inside me
I looked at Hodgson, voice a strangled gasp, "What's the grudge between you and Keith?"
They were brothers, so why did he hate Keith so much?
He leaned over and gently wiped the tears from my eyes.
"Want to know?" he whispered.
"Maybe I'll tell you once we're done."