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"Bluuue!"
Everything stopped.
Silver's hands, once boldly squeezing one of Kris's supple breasts, abruptly retreated. A fleeting uncertainty danced within his eyes, cautious of advancing any further. Determined not to risk overstepping any more boundaries, he sought to maintain a respectful distance.
Summoning all her strength, Kris propped herself up on her elbows. "I... I need a moment." Her whispered words were punctuated by the rhythm of her labored breaths. "I'm sorry..."
Silver's response was immediate. "Don't be. Remember, it's called a safe word for a reason. You should never have to feel sorry, or worse, afraid, for using it."