Chapter 84

Havoc

I’ve been up half the night thinking about what could have happened on the couch last night, wishing like hell I had let it happen. It wouldn’t have taken much for me to have her clothes off, legs open, and my still-hard cock buried deep inside her body. I wanted it so bad I could taste it, can still taste it this morning. However, I know if I had sampled it, I’d have a foul taste in my mouth on what would be the morning after. I wouldn’t respect myself very much, and I’ve worked hard to be a guy I can at least respect. When the two of us finally seal the deal, I want it to be because we’re crazy with passion and feelings, not because I’ve had a close call and she’s reacting to the clues I’m giving her. I want it to be organic. Hell, maybe last night was organic, I don’t know, but I don’t want her to ever feel pressured.