Looking into her eyes hungrily, Angelo smiled as his hands trailed all over Emily's body. Then, like an expert, Angelo's hands slid up her thigh, and her soft skin was soft like silk.
"You want me?" he asked her hungrily, feeling the passion for him rise; Emily threw her head back as she grinded on top of Angelo. Then, carefully, Angelo picked her up and placed her next to him, and slowly retreated from her.
Emily's eyes searched hungrily, and with confusion, she searched his eyes. Angelo slowly removed himself from his bed, staring at Emily as she breathed heavily.
"What's the matter?" she asked him hungrily.
"That's how you make me feel constantly and then deprive me of that love," he told her bitterly and walked away. Emily watched with sadness as Angelo walked over to their walking closet and retrieved his blanket, and once he reentered the room, he slept on the corner sofa.