Azy smile spread across his lips as he held me down.


    “Let me out!” I tried to scramble out, but his arm came up to clock my escape.


    “Tell me something, Olivia. Do you actually feel cold right now?”


    I blinked. Here I was, teeth chattering, shoulders shaking and this man wanted to know if I was cold?


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    “…or would you like to discuss the real reason you wanted me naked and vulnerable?”


    “I was trying to help,” I managed to say through the ice cold. I


    desperately tried to scoot backward in the cramped tub, but there was no space. “You were in a terrifying state. Would you have preferred if I left you that way? Look, if you can’t stand the cold, you can just get up and…”


    My words died as Alexander’s arms tightened around me, drawing me even closer. I was shocked at the heat that radiated from him even with literal ice cubes surrounding us.


    “Alexander, this is ridiculous. Let me… ah!” A sudden, vicious cramp seized my left leg. Instinctively, I shifted to relieve the pressure, my leg sliding between his as I tried to find a position that would ease the


    spasm.


    The movement brought us chest to chest, my thigh pressed intimately against him in a way that made heat flood my cheeks despite the ice water. The position was impossiblypromising. I was practically


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    straddling him in the narrow tub.


    “Oh God,” I gasped. I was mortified. I didn’t want Alexander to misinterpret things. “I didn’t mean to… it’s just a cramp, I need to…


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    I tried to pull back and extract myself from thepromising position, but Alexander’s hands settled on my hips firmly to keep me exactly where I was. His eyes had gone dark.


    “Stay.” It was a clearmand, and somehow, I remained pinned to the spot.


    “Alexander…” I could see it in his eyes. Whatever rational thought that had been governing his actions hadpletely disappeared.


    “You can’t be this close to me and not feel anything, Olivia. And now I finally have you where I want you. Don’t you think we can make great things happen in this tub?”


    “Alexander…”


    “Can you feel the heating from me? That’s all for you. I’m going to warm you up now.”


    Panic red in my chest. I didn’t want to consider his words, because if I did, I might never leave this tub. I pressed my palm t against his chest and pushed.


    “Alexander, stop. You need to calm down. Think about what you’re doing. Think about your reputation, your position. You can’t…”


    “That’s thest thing I care about right now. All I care about is having you exactly as you are.


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    Oh, God. This was getting really bad. “Alexander, please.”


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    I pushed harder against his chest, trying to create distance between us, but the movement only made everything worse. My struggles caused our bodies to slide against each other in the confined space, my attempts to escape creating friction that made him inhale deeply.


    Still, I kept struggling. Even as his grip tightened on my hips, I squirmed and moved like a snake in the water. But Alexander was too big and too strong.


    “Stop.”


    “No. Let me go.” I continued to struggle.


    “STOP MOVING.” A loud growl burst out of him, shocking me into silence.


    We both wentpletely still. Our bodies were pressed together in the increasingly warm water, and we were both breathing hard for entirely different reasons. The ice cubes had mostly melted now, probably as a result of all the heat and movement.


    I couldn’t look at him, couldn’t move, couldn’t take a single breath. We just remained like that, neither of us moving.


    I wasn’t entirely sure how much time had passed, but then Alexander’s body began to slowly rx. I looked up at him. He was blinking hard, and when he finally opened his eyes, they seemed toe into focus. Alexander was using every ounce of willpower to w his way back into control.


    “Is there…” he stopped. His voice was so rough that he had to clear his throat before trying again. “Is there any ice left?”


    The question felt so normal after what had just transpired, that it took me a moment to process it. When I did, relief flooded through me so powerfully I nearly sagged against him.


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    “Yes. Yes, I think so. I’ll… I’ll get more.”


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