Bella Acker was groggy until her body was opened up.
"It hurts!" Her oxygen-deprived brain finally regained some clarity, and she frowned, pressing against Damian Sinclair's chest to stop him from moving further.
Damian paused, stopping his movements, then lowered his head to kiss away the cream on her cheeks and the tip of her nose. Breathing heavily but restrained, he asked, "All these years, have you been with no other man besides me?"
Bella refused to answer, frowning as she pushed his chest, "Get out."
"Alright."
Damian gradually withdrew, and Bella felt less pain, but inexplicably empty. Her hand unconsciously gripped his arm.
Realizing it, she immediately let go, her face turning completely crimson.
She couldn't believe she... wanted him to stay!
She was mortified!
Damian chuckled lowly, and before completely withdrawing, he suddenly thrust himself back in fully.
"Ah!"
