sable

Two large fingers catch my chin, turning my head back so that he can meet my gaze. Banked heat still burns in his irises, but I see concern in them too.

Fuck. I knew it. That wasn’t normal. I made it weird because my body couldn’t wait.

“Sable, are you all right? Did I hurt you?” he murmurs, his voice a rough burn.

I blink. “No.” Not even a little bit. I swallow. “I just… I didn’t want to come like that. I wanted… I wanted you…”

My mouth stumbles over the words. I’m starting to feel even more embarrassed, but then understanding dawns i

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