As I shivered, he teased me with a giant icicle, running it up and down my thigh. It was long and pointed on one end, smooth and palm-sized on the other. The icy touch made my teeth chatter more, and I felt a surge of both pleasure and pain. I couldn’t see what he was doing, but I could feel him melting the icicle with his warmth, tracing lines of fire along my skin. “Such a beautiful girl.” His voice was barely above a whisper. As soon as the icicle touched my clit, a jolt of pain and pleasure shot through me. My body was alive with sensation, every nerve ending on edge as he slowly pushed
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I thought the gun scene in haunting adeline did it for me, but this takes the cake
