Sebastian’s POV
Her body went completely limp against my chest.
I held her for a second, feeling the rapid, chaotic fluttering of her heart against my ribs before the sheer exhaustion of her climax pulled her under. Mia was out cold. Her eyelids fluttered, her dark lashes resting against pale, flushed cheeks that were still wet with a mixture of tears, sweat, and my own spit.
Carefully, almost gently—a feeling that felt completely unnatural to my rough hands—I eased her back onto the narrow cot.
I arranged her legs, lifting her soft ankles and smoothing her body out until she was resting comfortably on the thin mattress. Her bare chest rose and fell in slow, heavy breaths, her hardened pink n*****s still quivering, completely dripping and raw from where I’d been sucking them.
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