Page 33 of Master of My Heart

He moaned into her mouth. “You feel incredible,” he whispered, trailing his tongue down her neck. She cried out in pleasure as he sucked on the skin above her collarbone.

His thrusts became more insistent. She moved her hips to give him the most pleasure she could as a thank you for being kind. She felt her own release building and wrapped her arms around him as he groaned. She knew he was close. When he groaned again, she felt him empty himself into her as she came, crying out her own release. Her whole body shuddered with pleasure. She couldn’t help but let out a deep sigh of satisfaction.

His chest heaved, his face buried in her neck. She trailed her fingernails down his back and opened her eyes, still trying to figure out—

Oh no!

Jayson must have realized it at the same time because his body stiffened. He pushed himself up to face her, looking as shocked as she felt.

“Omigod!” he exclaimed breathlessly. “Oh, Sabrina. I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to—” He stopped. “Fuck. I didn’t realize what was happening. I mean, I did, but I thought it was a really fucking awesome dream.” He gently rolled off her and brushed her hair from her face. “I’m so sorry.”

She looked at him, heart racing, eyes wide. “It’s okay. I’m glad you liked it.”

He slid his hand around the back of her neck and splayed his fingers into her hair. “Sabrina, I am so sorry. I swore to myself that I would keep my body under control.”

She blinked. “Did you not enjoy it?”

“Oh, sweetheart, that was the best wake-up call I’ve had in months, maybe years, but you’re... I didn’t want to take advantage of you.” He studied her face. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“No, not at all.” She shook her head. “But did I please you?” She couldn’t tell. He seemed upset.

“Well, yeah. Of course you did.” He smiled, then gave her a strange look. “Why do you keep asking me that?”

She looked at him. “Because it’s my job to please you.”

He frowned. “Why would you say that?”

She tried to look away, but he cupped her cheek and made her look at him.

“Who told you it’s your job to please me?”

“Well, not you specifically. Just men. In general.” It was something Khyan and Ramon had told her repeatedly. She accepted it without question. But Ramon was dead and Khyan wasn’t there. Was it still her job to please any man who wanted her?

“Please don’t tell me I heard what I think I heard.” Liz stood in the doorway with her arms across her chest, glowering at her brother.

“Don’t start, Liz. Please.”

She narrowed her eyes. “I thought you were sleeping in your own room.”

“I was. Until she had that nightmare again.”

Liz took a few steps into the room. “Sabrina, are you okay?” she asked, her voice gentle. “He didn’t... seduce you, did he?”

Sabrina shook her head, glancing at Jayson. If anything, it had been her own fault. “No, not at all.”

“Because I’ll kick his ass for you, if you want.” She glared at her brother.

“I’m okay. Really.” Liz gave her a doubtful look. “Thank you for checking on me. I’m okay.” Sabrina smiled, trying to reassure her that everything was fine. She didn’t want Jayson to get into trouble.

Liz gave her brother one last nasty look, then left, closing the door behind her.

Jayson stared at the door for a long minute, then turned back to her. “I’m sorry.”

“Why are you apologizing? I started it.”

“I should have stopped you.”

“Why?”

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