examined the depths of her brown eyes. Noticeably, she stared back at me with longing, as if all the fear, and anxiety she once felt being around me, had vanished. Carefully, I gently brushed a wisp of hair away from her face, and she did not object to the sensuality of my touch. I loved Nena more than I thought I could ever love anyone. For that reason, I stared at her, wondering if she felt the same way. Then, when she glanced at my mouth, I knew. At that point, I licked my lips, then she parted hers, and I lowered my head to her. I kissed her gently at first, then pulled away, to look into her eyes once more, and then kissed her again. This time, I delved my tongue into her mouth, pulling her closer. When I felt her hands on my waist, I fought the urge to ravage her entire being. I always knew that Tony was never going to change. I also knew that Tony did not realize what he had in her, and that it was only a matter of time, before he fucked it up again. I had to show her that. I wanted to make love to her, so badly, right there in my living room. Whereas, I no longer wanted to take it slow with her, so I let myself go. With every stroke of my tongue, I savored her mouth, and slipped my hand underneath her blouse. I stroked her breast, rubbing her nipple with my thumb, until I felt it harden through the sheer material of her bra. Her weight shifted from one leg to the other, and I knew I aroused her. With my other hand, I went up her skirt and found the moistness between her legs. Suddenly, her body stiffened, and I stopped. Then, without a word, she pulled away from me, and ran to the bathroom, shutting the door behind her.
~NENA~
I began to panic.
“No. This is wrong.” I said to the reflection staring back at me in the bathroom mirror. It was hard for me to think clearly, because I felt tempestuously hot. Then, without warning, Chris walked into the bathroom. Startled by his sudden entrance, I quickly turned to face him. I needed more time to gather my thoughts. He stepped towards me, and I tried to take a step back, before I felt my butt bump against the sink.
“Are you okay?” He asked, and I nodded. I was too shaken up by the way he was making me feel, to utter any words. I felt hot and bothered. His kiss stimulated me, and my body craved to feel more than just his hands. I tried to avoid his eyes, and he gently grasped my chin, forcing me to look at him. “I'm not exactly sure of what's going on between us Nena, but I know you feel it too. I can see it in your eyes, and I can see that you are trying to fight it. You don’t have to worry, baby. I won't hurt you. You're safe with me.” I felt my heart skip at the sound of his words. Chris looked me in the eyes, before he lifted my chin, and then kissed me again. Then, he enclosed me in his arms, and held me tight, as his kiss awakened every part of me. I felt him grow hard against my thigh, as his hands began to now search for the buttons on my blouse. Closing my eyes, I tried to ignore my conscience. Shortly, Chris broke the kiss, and began suckling at the base of my neck, while undoing each button on my blouse. Then, I closed my eyes again, wanting to enjoy the moment, as I battled with my conscience.
“We can't do this. This is wrong.” I said, as he continued to undo the buttons on my blouse. I felt as if I was lost in my own subconscious, or maybe I was lost in the way his hands were fondling my breasts, but I fought to stay in control. I knew I wanted him, and that I wanted this, but my mind screamed at my body, that this was not right. Then, in one swift motion, he gripped the sides of my sheer lace panties, and slid them down. Soon thereafter, he picked me up, and placed me on the bathroom sink. My thighs, seemingly against my will, slowly parted for him, and he paused to look me in the eyes.
“I know you want me,” he said, “and believe me, I want you too. Can't you tell?” He placed my hand on his