The shards of hot ice in his voice sent a spasm of exquisite torment rushing through my body. Oh my God. Was it possible for an iceberg to resist the heat of a volcano? Because the force of both coming from Connor hit me with almost physical force. What was he going to do? Would he spank me? The thought raised bolts of lust and desire and just raw animal need for him. Get a grip, Kat.
Abruptly, he stopped pacing.
“Follow me.”
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Narration provided by Amarette Kilaridge and Kane Lewis.
