Faith
He seemed to hesitate but only for a second and then his hands moved, one wrapping around my waist trapping me against his body and the other against my breast.
There was a feverish insistence to it but a tenderness as well. We needed each other. To lose ourselves in each other instead of being in our own heads. Out of all the sins he was the one I felt was the most like me.
Lost.
I didn’t even feel guilty , what did I have to feel guilty about? I had made no promises to any of them.
“Kiss me Declan,” I whispered it into his neck, loving the smell of his skin. How was it they all smelt so good? It was just another assault on the senses.
My senses.
They were overwhelmed every time they were close. “Faith.” His voice was torture but he did as I asked. His lips gentle as they
