"Does it still hurt?" Her tone was laced with undeniable concern, "If it hurts...tell me, I'll...I'll be more gentle."
Being gentle might make him feel less pain.
Saying this, she went to undo his robe.
Without asking for his consent, she easily tugged at the belt of his robe, revealing his physique just like that.
On his chest, there was a scar, and it truly pained her.
"I'm sorry..." She didn't mean it, his chest was so sexy, but it might leave a scar.
"..." He wasn't calling her a silly little fool anymore, why was she still acting so foolish? What was there to be sorry about? It was all his choice.
"Baby, stop touching." His voice was somewhat husky, sensual.
Her hand rested on his body like this, he was very warm, and this little woman not only undid his robe...but also reached out to touch his skin.
