I was caught in a faze for a second, reeling from the faint pain in my lower abdomen. I said quietly, "Hendrix, I'm beat!"
He understood what I meant, and did not force me to do it. He just nodded slightly and said, "Okay, rest well, then."
Despite saying so, when Hendrix laid beside me and held me in his arms, he still showered me with breathless kisses.
It was clear that he had held himself back for a long time.
I curled into myself even more, trying to hide away from his advances but the edge of the bed was right behind me; I could fall off anytime. So, I raised my hand to push him away, but he grabbed it instead.
Seeing that he already had one hand tugging at my bra strap, I frowned, "Hendrix..."
"It's okay, don't be scared!"
I held his hand down. "I'm sorry, I just can't right now!"
He smiled and kissed me gently. Then, he tried to coax me seductively, "It's okay, we can take it slow."
He may have misunderstood what I meant which left me at a loss for words for a brief moment.
In my silence, realization finally dawned upon him. He lowered his gaze on me and a look of surprise flashed across his face. "When did you get your period?
"Tonight!" I said wearily.
He then got up and walked out of the bedroom. I laid in bed, feeling a little scatterbrained. Before I could figure out what he was going to do, I saw him come in with a mug of ginger tea. I couldn't mask my surprise.
"Minnie added some brown sugar too. Have some and then go sleep!" He raised the mug close to my mouth and said enticingly.
The tea was sweet, which I wasn't a fan of. After a few sips, I couldn't drink it anymore.
Seeing this, he said, "Drink more!"
I frowned and said, "No thank you, I've had enough."
"Come on. Finish it and then have a good rest." He was stubborn and unwavering in his attempt to refuse my refusal.
After being with him for so many years, I knew that if I continued to drag things out like this, I would be the one suffering in the end. So, through gritted teeth, I made myself finish the mug of warm ginger tea.
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