*Raphael*
Bloody damned hell. I roll off Anne and stare at the beams of the ceiling, waiting for my heart to calm, my breathing to settle. She is unlike any woman I've ever known. She gives so much of herself, gives so willingly. I've never felt so shattered, so vulnerable, so... lost.
I want to take her again, but it's more than her body that I want to possess. That strange yearning makes little sense. I have never experienced it before. I enjoy women, enjoy the pleasures that can be shared. But I have never gone beyond that. I have never wanted to. I have never been tempted to.
Perhaps it's because she was a virgin. I have never taken a virgin before. I feel a sort of responsibility toward her, a need to protect...
She sits up, the sheet gathered at her waist, her legs drawn up, her
