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numbed. Addie couldn’t deny the flood of wetness in her sex it had caused, but she was glad it was done.
    Lane took another ice cube from his glass.
    “No,” she whispered.
    He rubbed it against her lips. Water trickled into her mouth, down her chin.
    Lane pulled out the other bra cup and slid the ice cube in. She threw her head back, panting. Her fists clenched around the chair arms, trembling as she forced them to remain open.
    Lane stroked the inside of her thigh with one hand as the other manipulated the ice cube around her nipple. “Good girl.”
    Ripples of sensation tracked up and down her arms, legs and back. Addie tipped her head forward, meeting Lane’s gaze with her own. He was a port in her storm of feeling. His big body radiated calm even as his eyes burned with intensity.
    “Stand up,” he ordered, stepping back to give her space. “Now turn around and bend over. Put your hands on the seat, elbows straight.”
    Addie did as he ordered, her garters pressing into the backs of her thighs and her ass as she did. The new position caused her breasts to shift, the melting ice not pressing as intensely against her nipples.
    He slid his hand high between her thighs, pinched her. “Remember what I said about keeping your legs spread.”
    This time she didn’t hesitate as she took a side step, spreading her legs. There was the clink of ice against glass and then cold drops fell against her back.
    Lane traced the ice over the right cheek of her ass, over the fabric of her panties. “Have you been fucked anally?” The ice pressed the fabric of her panties between her ass cheeks.
    “Ah, um, no.” The ice bumped over the entrance to her ass, causing her to jump. It felt strangely good.
    “Have you had anything up your ass? Fingers, plug, vegetables?”
    “Vegetables? Oh my god, no.”
    “I like the idea of training you to take a nice thick cucumber up this pretty ass.”
    “Can you do that?”
    “I can, and will, do anything I want to you. You’re mine.”
    A shiver that had nothing to do with ice racked Addie.
    That’s not true. He can’t fuck you. He can’t kiss you. This is a job.
    But it didn’t feel like a job as he lifted her panties at the waist and slid the ice cube underneath. The cube settled into the crack of her ass, sliding down toward her pussy. His fingers never touched her. All she felt was the silky material of her panties as he manipulated the ice cube from the other side, as he’d done with her breasts. As it passed over her anus there was a sudden pressure and the ring of her ass gave slightly. For one terrifying, thrilling, moment, Addie thought he was going to force the ice cube into her ass.
    She cried out in fear, in excitement.
    Lane reached around her, holding her belly, the contact calming her. “Don’t worry, I’ll prep you more than that before I put anything up your sweet ass.”
    The ice moved south, between the lips of her pussy. Addie screamed between clenched teeth, coming up on her toes. She thought she heard SJ murmur “beautiful” but then she couldn’t think as the ice rubbed against her clit. It was so cold it burned. But the sensation against her aroused clit caused the muscles low in her belly to tighten, her body to rocket closer to orgasm.
    “I can’t, it’s too cold.”
    “Can’t what?”
    “Can’t come.”
    “Did I give you permission to come?”
    “Permission?” Addie panted. She twisted to look over her shoulder at Lane.
    “A sub must have permission to orgasm.”
    “That’s bullshit,” she spat.
    Lane grabbed her hair, forcing her to face forward. The tension on her hair pulled her head up.
    “A submissive doesn’t know the Dom’s plan for her.” As he spoke, the ice cube left her clit, moving toward the entrance to her body. “She must trust that her Dom will care for her, pleasure her, if that is his wish and if she deserves it. She must also accept that she might not always get orgasms exactly when she wants them. His plan may