The jagged ice cube hovered over her puffy, slippery folds, its frigid temperature brushing against her skin just to contrast with the fiery heat. The dripping water from the melting cube trickled down the wet duvet on which she lay, mixing with the mess from their previous escapades. Quin held her breath, her belly muscles bunching as she waited.
Quin couldn't stop her gaze from following Hartwell's hand, stark white knuckles all the way, as he hovered the fingertips over her crotch. He was enjoying this cruel pause versus her cry for mercy.
Slowly, he dragged the cube the rest of the way, letting it touch her swollen c**t. Quin gasped and her hips shot up off the bed, the sensation of the icy water trickling down her leg an uncomfortable shock to her sore, burning her region. She hadn'
