Makes a mistake

My whole body tingled, the feel of his frame leaning on mine as his arms wrapped around me felt nearly forbidden. He pulled me in, claiming my mouth again, hungry and intense, until my knees gave in. By the time I became aware of my fingers, they had already slipped under his shirt, his skin smooth and radiating heat. The fire burning between us was something I didn't know how to control but soon I stopped, panting as I tore my mouth from his

"I'm..I'm..so...sorry...I'm sorry sir" I said, stuttering out the words as I stumbled to get off him. I didn't even waste time, I simply ran away from there, entered the bathroom, and slammed the door shut.

"No...no...what did I do..no...this is wrong" I cried out, muffling my mouth with my hand while keeping the other on the doorknob, afraid that he might come in and scold me. I wasn't crying nor were actual tears coming out but the thought of what I just let happen hit me like an ocean wave carrying me away with it that I found myself floatin