I hissed in pain and aroused in the morning as I felt pain in my inner thigh. He was inside me the whole night and he's still inside me. We lying on our one side, hugging each other.
I groaned in pain as he eased out of me. "I'm so sorry for the last night, Princess." He stared at me guiltily.
Sorry for what? Is he Sorry for crying in front of me last night?
"Why are you saying sorry?" I asked, narrowing my brows bemusedly.
"You hurt yourself for me last night. It would be hurting, right?" He asked, massaging my inner thigh gently, I closed my eyes. I'm sore but the gentle massage of his soft hand is giving relief to me.
"I'm sorry." As he again apologised, I instantly opened my eyes.
I placed a hand on his face. "Now, it's not hurting. Don't be sorry." I uttered, caressing his s
