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I should send him away

But thisable to cope “I’ve alanted you”

A second later, he was ondown on mine

I gasped and lifted my hands to push him away but the taste and feel of hi to him instead

As our tongues touched, he groaned, the sound ruers curled tight into his hair, pulling him closer, and his restraint fled His hands were everywhere like he was frantic to touch every inch of me When he cupped my breasts and kneaded theround his hips into mine He was hard

A rew hungrier and wetter My body shuddered with need as his hold onthat mattered My hands pulled at his shirt while his slid down ertips on h to hear the voice in the back ofat me to stop him before it was too late I wanted to push the voice back, desperate for the feel of him inside me but—

“Michael, stop,” I panted, pushing against his chest

He tensed “Dahlia?”

All , to let his I needed that

However,in my head and what I wanted had to supersede my need It had to And I wanted to be up-front and honest with my sister about Michael If I had sex with hi to her, I knew she wouldn’t forgive me

This way, at least if I were honest and honorable as I could be, s out

“Fuck, Dahlia, don’t tell me to stop,” he pleaded

I stroked his hair in comfort, maybe more for me than him Tears of sexual frustration burned inof unfulfilled lust If Michael felt half as bad as I did, I was sorry “We have to”

He braced his hands on the wall beside me, his face buried in my neck Then he kissed runt, he pushed off the wall and rolled away from me

A shiver rippled through me as I turned to look at him He was so handsome