"Hmmm... does it hurt?" Selene suddenly asked, her tone laced with curiosity.
She remembered all the times before—how often he had been left hard and wanting, yet he never forced himself on them. It was only now, with her newfound maturity, that the realization struck her. Had it been painful for him all those times? Had he held back solely for their sake?
A flicker of guilt passed through her eyes, subtle but unmistakable. Looking at him now, she understood—if he had wanted to, he could have taken them at any moment. But he hadn't. That restraint, that patience, made something deep inside her tighten with longing.
She gazed at him with newfound desire, not just as a daughter, but as a woman ready to give herself to the man who had always cared—for them.
