Page 68 of Vile Emotion

We lose ourselves in each other as I lift her and she wraps her legs around my waist. The kiss and spell is broken the second I grind my hardened dick into her. Neither of us have taken any clothes off but Juliana breaks the kiss.

“No, no, no! I can’t. I can’t…” the panic in her voice and eyes are enough for me to understand what’s happening.

My hands instinctively cup her face. “Hey,” I whisper. “I’m not ready either. I wasn’t going to take it that far. I may not be a good man, my Ana but I am not that man. I won’t ever be that to you, do you understand?”

I’m not sure if she did because she’s too busy pulling me into a hug. Something we don’t do. This seems more intimate to me than anything we were about to do.

All I know is I can’t let her go… Even if I should. Even if it’s the right thing to do.

If I was a man who prayed for forgiveness, I’d be on my knees asking for forgiveness but that’s not me.

I can’t let her go because of illicit emotions.