[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT AHEAD. PLEASE PROCEED WITH CAUTION.]
"Damn…"
Upon hearing his whisper, I instinctively glanced up to see if it hurt him. However, Sam's cheek was burning in red. His mouth fell open, staring at my hand around him and then slowly up to me.
'He likes it?' I wondered in surprise.
My breath instantly hitched upon meeting his crimson eyes. He gritted his teeth tightly. Yet he wasn't stopping me. Instead, his gaze was asking me, 'what would I do next?'
I didn't know what to do…
I gaze down. I could feel his slight beating underhand. I should let go of it, but I couldn't.
There should be something I could do, right?
"Tighten your grip." Suddenly, Sam instructed airily.
My brows instantly raised, along with my gaze.
