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55 | Patto Col Diavolo

Author: M.Z. Mauve
last update Last Updated: 2020-10-23 18:40:48
◇ KEL ◇

"Fuck." The guy pushed himself off of my limp body. Miles practically ran away from the bed after cussing out loud, panting and clenching his fist repeatedly.

Perturbed by the sight, I flinched at his odd behavior while holding my breath. His reaction wasn't quite what I expected when he took me to bed, kissing me hard again and again till I could barely think straight. But now he wouldn't even look at me. "What?" I held back a frown and stayed incredibly still on the thick covers.

The dimness hid most of his features as he sat on my bed. Miles stayed mum as he tried to get a grip on his emotions. For a moment, he remained hunched over on the edge of the covers.

"What's wrong?" I murmured. Shame warmed up my neck and face―not because every inch of my nudity was exposed, or that he wore nothing but a look of exasperation on his face.

What I found utterly embarrassing—mortifying—was the fact that I just let him have his way. I didn't even say no. Without compromise, I l
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