An abrupt chill pierces your body, acute impressions shooting through your center. Your arms quiver uncontrollably, your fingernails carving crescent moons into your palms around the strap handles of the swing.

Your mouth hangs open of its own volition, releasing a breathless gasp. Your eyes gape wide open, blinking against the sensation of the solid mass he just inserted… in your ‘other‘ mouth.

Your brows furrow, the dazed, confused stare below them locked on the face of ambivalence, reflecting shock in silence, questioning what you can’t voice even though no answer could ever suffice.

Frost stares openly at your crotch—and the bearing he audaciously slid half-way inside it. Something carnal intercepts his clinical inspection. Your pussy twitches around the foreign object and the novel sensation it brings, immediately moving to push out the insert on instinct alone. His harsh gaze lingers over your now occupied sex as though taking a mental note, blue flames setting it ablaze. It then rises to your still surprised face, severe and remorseless. The ice you’ve come to know and expect are entrenched deep within them, but glimmers of something more animated, more… alive, teeter around the rings of his irises. He regards you, almost thoughtfully. Just looking. Neither your body nor brain can decide which to be unnerved by more.

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