Page 70 of Kiss of Ice

“I followed you into the slums. I trustedyou. Now I’m asking, will you trust me?”

He looked in the mirror and held her gaze. Slowly, she nodded.

“Say it. Say you trust me. I won’t do anything unless you tell me, Ren. Do you trust me?”

“Yes,” she whispered.

“Then unfasten the robe.”

“I’m… I’m naked underneath.”

“Open it.”

Her hands shook a little as she undid the sash. She didn’t know why she was following his orders, she just knew she was tired of always being afraid. The robe gaped open. She expected Kam to slide it off her shoulders but he didn’t.

“Put your hand inside the robe. Touch your skin. Feel how soft it is.”

“I don’t understand.”

“Do as I say, or we’ll stop right now. Do you want to stop, Ren?” Numbly, she shook her head. “Out loud, Ren. Say it for me.”

“I don’t want to stop.”

“Good. Slide your hand through the robe onto your waist. See how beautiful and smooth your skin is? Stroke yourself. Higher.”

Her breath quickened as she watched her reflection. The robe was gaping, revealing parts of her curvaceous body. Her pale hand stroked upwards, reaching the underside of her breast. Her lips parted as she breathed harder.

“Does it feel good, Ren?” Kam asked. His hands softened on her shoulders but he made no attempt to touch her anywhere else.

“Yes, it does.”

“That’s how you feel to a lover. WhatIfelt when I stroked your lovely body. Now take your other hand. Cup your breast. See how good that is?”

She did as he asked. The luscious globe spilled into her palm and she felt its succulent weight, its soft roundedness. She squeezed a little harder.

“May I remove your robe, my queen?” asked Kam. His voice was husky as he watched her caress herself.

“Yes, your Majesty,” she breathed, her eyes still fixed on her own body. A delicious warmth was pooling between her legs.

Kam slid the robe off her shoulders and tossed it to one side. He couldn’t wrench his gaze from the vision in front of him. But he sensed her stiffen when she saw herself completely naked. Automatically, she crossed her arms over her stomach and he frowned.

“What did I tell you about hiding? I want to see all of you, Ren. Show me.”

Reluctantly she dropped her hands. His gaze raked over the smooth curve of her belly.

“The next time I see you trying to cover yourself,” he said softly, “I’m going to put you over my knee and spank you. Is that clear?”

She caught her breath.

“You wouldn’t dare!”

“Oh, but you know I would. Is that what you want, my Lady? Do you want me to spank you?”

Flustered, Ren shook her head. But she couldn’t hide the tell-tale blush that stole up her neck. He looked at her closely.

“Interesting. Perhaps we’ll investigate the merits of spanking later. Right now I want you to stroke your nipples.

“My nipples?”

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