Aurora's POV
His fingers slide deep inside me, moving in a rhythmic, demanding pace that chased the lingering chill of the ice. The friction was incredible—the heat of his hand against my sensitive, swollen walls made me lose my mind.
"Is this what you want?" he rasped, his voice sounding raw and hungry. "Do you want me, Aurora?"
"Yes!" I sobbed, my head thrashing on the pillow. "Yes, I want you! Please, don't stop!"
He increased the speed, his thumb finding the tiny, sensitive bud that he had just tortured with the ice. The combination was too much. The pleasure built, crashing over me with a force that stole the air from my lungs. My vision behind the blindfold exploded into blinding white light.
"Raymond!" I screamed his name, my entire body convulsing as the climax took hold of me.
