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“I think I have a new fetish.”
Natalie clenches her thighs together.
A shudder of pleasure rolls through me at the sight. “Okay,I knowI have a new fetish.”
“Luke,” Natalie whines.
“Right.” I take a wobbly step back.
I think for a moment. “Hold on a second.”
“Not exactly going anywhere,” Natalie snarks. And I grin as I rush across the locker room, tucking my dick back into my pants as I go.
A few seconds later, I’m back with a pair of scissors. They’re for cutting stick tape, but they should also work on a yeti suit.
“Okay, hold still.”
Even as I say it, Natalie turns her head to look back.
I pull the scissors back. “Princess, these are sharp. I won’t cut you, but you need to stand still.”
She turns her head forward.
I make sure her hair is out of the way, then I cut through the collar of the suit, around the clasp that won’t come undone.
As soon as the neck is free, I help Natalie shimmy the fur down her arms.
When she slips her hand out of the material, something swells inside my chest. Not able to help myself, I reach out and touch her wedding band with my fingertips.
She gives me a shy smile as she turns to face me. But when I bend down to kiss her, she holds me off with her other hand. “We’re in a hurry, remember?”
“Oh, right.”
“Can you untie my skates please?” There’s a wince in her voice. “They’re killing me.”
“Shit, sorry.” I crouch down in front of her. “Sit down while I do this.”
“I can’t,” she whispers. “I’ll make a mess.”
I try not to smile, but I fail. “We’ve already made a mess, and this suit is coming home with us. So, sit down.”
She rolls her eyes but gathers up the material, tucking it underneath her. Then she plops down onto the seat in my locker.
Blizz from the waist down, topless with her big tits spilling out of her bra from the waist up… God, she looks fucking perfect.
“Luke!” she snaps.
“Yep, right, I’m on it. As soon as we’re out of here, I need the story,” I say as I quickly untie both her skates.
When I see the way she gingerly places her feet on the ground, I instantly feel like a piece of shit.
“Fuck, I’m so sorry, Princess. I shouldn’t have made you stand in those.”
I’m still looking at her feet, hoping they’re okay under her thin gray socks, when she tugs on my hair.
I bring my eyes up to meet hers.
“Hey.” Her voice is soft. “I have no regrets.” She smiles, then uses my shoulders to help herself stand. “Now, please tell me there’s a bathroom in here.”
