Chapter 3He stood over me, his eyes dark with desire. I lay bound to the bench, my wrists secured tightly with leather straps, my ankles spread wide, leaving me utterly exposed. The air was cool, but my skin was already flushed, my nipples tight buds strapped around the restraints. He reached for a cube of ice, his movements deliberate, and traced it along my collarbone. The cold sent shivers down my spine, my breath catching as the ice glided over my breasts, circling my nipples, then down my stomach. His touch was slow sending, a chill that heightened every nerve in my bones. “You’re so fucking beautiful when you’re like this,” he murmured, his voice rough, his gaze devouring me.I shivered, not just from the cold, but from the way he spoke to me. The ice trailed lower, teasing the sensitive skin of my inner thighs, making me squirm against the restraints. My breath quickened, my pussy already aching with need, He leaned closer, his breath hot against my ear. “Stay still,” he
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