Page 107 of Sleet Princess


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Fingers brush against the top of my ass as Luke grips the material on either side of the zipper, and then he pulls.

The suit splits with a loud tearing sound.

Air rushes in between my legs.

Luke tore the fabric the exact way I was afraid it would tear every time I fell down. Split right down the ass. Revealing everything.

“Fucking hell.”

A hand tugs at my underwear, pulling it to the side and exposing me.

Fingers trail down my cheek until they reach my center.

“So fucking wet.” Luke groans as he drags his fingertips through my slickness.

My body is trembling.

He’s touching me where I need him. But I needhim.

Then his fingers slide away, and something blunt bumps into my entrance.

I tense, then relax, and he pushes just the smallest bit inside me.

I drop my head forward and close my eyes in anticipation.

But he doesn’t move.

He just keeps that first inch inside me.

Stretching me.

I try to push back, but the hand holding my underwear splays across my ass, preventing me from deepening our connection.

“Luke,” I whine.

His hand lifts and slaps back down.

I clench. Squeezing the head of his cock in my entrance.

His groan is so low it gives me shivers.

“You know how to ask,” he grits out.

I focus on breathing and gathering the letters of the word he wants. “Please.”

It’s the magic word.

My new favorite word.

Because the second I say it, Luke starts to push forward.

We’ve hardly even touched, and I’m moments from imploding.

His dick is so hard, so thick…

With one unexpected thrust, he sinks himself in to the hilt.

Together, we make low noises of pleasure.

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