She Moans Chresanto.

Love And Lust

"Are you comfortable?" I asked Chres.

He chuckled. "Come here." He said gesturing for me to join him on our bed. "Stop babying me." He order before kissing me.

I sighed. "I can't help but worry." I admitted.

"The doctor said I'm healing great, everything will be back to normal soon." He reminded me.

"Yeah, back to normal." I nodded.

He ran his fingers through my hair planting soft kisses against my forehead. "Honestly, I'm sorta happy things turned out this way." He began. "The accident weirdly brought us closer." He chuckled.

"Yeah." I agreed simply as I traced over his tattoo with my finger. Things with Chresanto and I had been so great lately.

And that made my heart ache knowing we were living a lie. If he knew how I felt about professor Palmer he'd hate me and that's for sure.

The sound of the door bell ringing annoyed me as I had to pull myself away from Chresanto to go answer it.

"Hey." Sky greeted as she walked into the house.

"Hey." I mumbled showing my fakest smile.

In all honestly sky was beginning to get on my nervous. Everyday after work she would rush over here bringing Chres all types of home cooked foods like I wasn't here to help him or something.

She would sit in the room for hours just talking to him.

I followed her up to the room as she tossed him a bag of Carmel corn. "Marathon of American horror story." She chimed holding up the DVDs.

"Oh hell yeah." Chresanto cheered tearing open the bag of popcorn.

I stood in the door way watching them. They always got along so easily, so naturally. And for that she annoyed the hell out of me.

"I'll be back." I mumbled heading for the door not like anyone was paying me attention anyways.

***

I stared at the doorbell for several minutes before I finally rang it. Professor Palmer opened the door with a shocked expression. "'Morgan." He breathed out.

"Can I come in?" I asked him.

"Of course." He told me stepping aside.

I walked into his home looking around at how nice everything was.

"You okay?" He asked me.

I let out a deep breath. "No." I admitted .

"This might help." He told me pouring me a glass of red whine.

I sipped from the cup savoring the taste.

He looked at me with a smile as Iicked my lips.

The room sat in a comforting silence as I enjoyed the whine. He poured me another which caused me to relax.

"Do you love him?" Trevor blurted out disturbing the silence in the room.

"Yes." I answered truthfully.

"Then why are you here?" He asked me.

I remained quiet for a moment searching for the right answer. "Iv been wondering the same thing." I admitted.

"You want to know what I think." He began. "I think you are so attached to this man because of all he did for you." Trevor pointed out getting my attention. "You feel as though you owe him everything because of the life he gave you." Trevor continued.

I shook my head disagreeing.

"You may have love for him, but I don't believe for one second that you are in love with him." He said in a for sure tone.

I looked at him speechless as he took my cup from my hand placing it on the table. "You don't owe him anything baby, give your body what it wants." He told me a low, seductive tone.

The tingly feeling in between my legs returned as he held my face in his hands kissing me.

I want him bad.

So bad.

He has became my biggest fantasy. And as he continued to kiss me I realized just that. Trevor was only a fantasy. Him and I could never be.

Because I loved Chresanto. And I mean really, really loved Chresanto. He is the only man I could ever love.

I pulled away from Trevor shaking my head. "You're wrong." I breathed out. "I love that man with everything I have in me." I assured him.

"So you're saying you feel nothing when we kiss?" He questioned.

I used my palm to rub his cheek. "With one simple touch you have my body on fire." I admitted.

He moved closer.

"But that is only lust." I said finally understanding. "I will never love you." I promised him standing up from the couch.
~*~

As I sat in the driveway of my home i reapplied my lipstick before walking into the house. I went up to the bedroom to find Chres laid there.

"Sky left?" I questioned.

"Yeah." He called out before reaching over to turn the tv off.

"You okay?" He asked me as I stood over by the door.

I smiled from his concern, this man was perfect.

"I'm great." I assured him before climbing into bed. "Our love is forever." I reminded him.

"Always will be." He responded before kissing my lips.

But this time I couldn't help but question it. Will our love really always be forever? Even if he knew what kind of person I really was