SIN BETWEEN THE SHEETS
His naked body strains against the restraints, muscles taut, cock already hard and leaking as I circle him, my ice-blue corset laced tight, boots clicking on the floor.
My pussy’s drenched, the thrill of fucking Anna’s boyfriend in her own castle making my clit throb. Somewhere above, Anna sleeps, clueless, and the risk of her guards patrolling nearby only sharpens my hunger.
“Beg for it,” I hiss, my voice echoing off the stone walls. Kristoff’s eyes burn, defiant, but his hips twitch, betraying him.
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