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Cannon kept his arms loosely looped around her hat he really wanted to do was bring her close, as close as she could get "It bothers you for me to hold you?"

"It does, but not for the reason you think"

S his hand over her hair and then down her braid, he asked, "How does it bother you?"

"It makes me want you even more"

He’d never had a proble her out wore on him He wanted to race to the finish line so they couldhis hand on the s her "But you can’twhy?"

Relenting, she got as close as he wanted her, curling into hiainst his chest In a tormented whisper, she explained, "I can’tfinish"

With no idea what that meant, Cannon kept quiet

She toyed with the cotton of his T-shirt, her nervous fingers plucking at thein me is broken When I have sex, I ot to breathe as he took apart what she said In his h one absurd scenario after another and still didn’t quite get it

He tried to tip up her face but she huddled in close, hiding, a little desperate

To reassure her, he kissed the top of her head and tae of jealousy "I want to understand, okay? So I’ht?"

She nodded

"Don’t be eh was raw, devoid of hu problehter, his arms around her slender body He couldn’t think of a delicate way to put it, so he just asked "You’re saying you can’t come?"

He heard the catch of her breath, felt the way she lowered her facesex?"

A nod

So she’d been with some selfish bozo? So what? That wasn’t hi the the sounds they made, how they breathed and cried out and the way they ain just thinking about so that hot

And talk about hot He lowered his , tense pause and then "No"