I slow into a longer stroke inside her warmth, and when I pull further back, I see blood on my shaft. Shit. Fuck. Immediately, I stop and go rigid, my pulse spiking. I rest her ass back on the counter. Cupping her cheek, I ask, “Are you hurting?” I wasn’t that rough, but I’m not gentle either, and blood could mean one of two things. “Huh?” She’s in a sex haze. I murmur, “You’re bleeding, Luna.” I start to pull all the way out, but she catches my wrist. “Wait, I…” She looks down, flush ascending her neck. “I think I must’ve just started a period.”
Omg i got scared
