Craving Sin

A memory flashed through her mind. Xavier had done the very same thing to her in the church. He had embraced her, using one hand to fondle her breasts and the other hand to finger her pussy.

'No! I can't think about that now!'

She tried to push the memory out of her mind, feeling it contaminating the pleasure she was feeling. Regardless, it crept in, her imagination syncing up the past and the present so that her hands became his.

'Get out of my head! I want nothing to do with you!'

She tried even harder to keep the thoughts out, focusing solely on the pleasure and the physical aspects. She was so close, she could feel it. But she could see Xavier's arms around her, this figment of her imagination flashing in and out of her mind's eye like a strobe light. She could feel his breath and lips on her neck and smell that masculine scent that his bed shared. Her will broke, those thoughts of Xavier momentarily flooding her mind, and in that moment, she came. Waves of euphoria, indescribable