/Jane/
As he shook his head, his fingers sank into the inside of my waist. Then he looked directly into my eyes and said, "That's enough." There was no hesitancy in his voice; he was not going to back down from his decision.
I rolled my eyes at his rejection. It was as if someone had smacked me in the face. Did he not have a good time the other morning? Is it possible that I'm a poor sleeper or something? Was there something I'd done wrong, or something I'd failed to do? My jaw flew open and my cheeks flushed with humiliation as I realized what had happened.
His hands moved down my neck, through my shoulders, and down my arms until they reached my palms and fingertips. I swallowed, feeling ashamed, as his fingers entwined around mine and he backed away, a faint smile on his face.
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