Morgan Sanders' eyes twitched at the corner, declaring he wouldn't sleep with her at such a moment?
Did she really think he wasn't a man!
"Too late!"
To call a halt at such a time was truly unruly; how could he let her have her way anymore? Morgan flipped over, pressing the woman beneath him, yet she kept crying out in pain, twisting continuously.
His lower body was trapped inside hers, and Morgan had the illusion that he was going to die on top of her, yet he dared not show his pain. "If you keep this up, I really will die inside you!"
His voice was hoarsely restrained, as if he were choking on blood, which startled Mia Rowen into sudden silence. Even though she was in pain, she stopped moving, her eyes filling with palpable apprehension.
"I've stopped moving, don't scare me!"
The woman's voice was anxious, like a sob, clearly terrified. "How are you feeling?"
"I'm okay!"
