HIS MINI BEAR
But despite the tenderness, I couldn’t maintain eye contact for long.
His gaze was intense, unwavering, like staring into the depths of a dark, endless void where I knew I was already lost.
Sensing my hesitation, Ace leaned down slightly, his rough hands moving to trace comforting patterns along my spine.
"Mini," he murmured, his voice a soft rumble that reverberated through my chest, "do you want something?"
I bit my lower lip, feeling my nerves bubble up again as I let my fingers trail shy circles over the hard planes of his biceps.
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