My heart was pounding wildly. I kept wondering if this was okay, but I did my best to appear calm on the outside. I just hoped that my tense expression would be mistaken for arrogance.
I slowly lowered my trembling gaze to look down at him. His dark hair, like the deepest night sky just before dawn, was spread across the white sheets like rays of sunlight.
Even setting aside his helplessness, the sight of a man who could conquer the world with his decadent beauty alone lying gracefully beneath me was intensely stimulating, both visually and mentally.
I clenched my fists tightly, my hands resting on his chest as if bracing against the floor. My throat was dry. I couldn’t tell if what I was holding onto was control or just cold sweat.
“…”
Reed lay there quietly, without moving, appearing almost defenseless. I couldn’t tell if he was too flustered to react or if he was daring me…