Sinner (Discontinued)

5

Cara slammed the door shut to her house as she walked in. Sweating and raging mad, she climbed up the stairs to her room. She wanted to scream.

"What's with you?"

Cara spun around and found her brother coming out of the bathroom. He had his phone in his hand and was glaring at her with a frown. He was home from school due to finals. She had completely forgotten.

"Nothing," She lied, trying to compose herself. Sweat was still running down her temples and gleamed on her chest. She saw him staring at her, noticing it. She hoped he would take it as a result of the sun outside.

"Where were you? Aren't you supposed to be at work?" He asked, flatly. His tone was all too classic. He didn't sound like he actually cared, he just wanted to be cross.

"Not today," She replied, tightlipped. "Shouldn't you be studying and not gaming?" She gave him a glare back. He snorted and turned towards his room.

"Whatever." Kicking his door shut, she knew she wouldn't see him for another few hours. She instantly heard music turn up inside his room, thumping rock vibes. He only played that when their parents weren't home. Mom wasn't too keen on it. She called it 'the devil's disco.'

Turning towards her own room, Cara ignored her brother and locked herself inside her bedroom. She had more important issues to deal with than a hormonal teenage boy. Stalking up to her bathroom, she yanked off her sweaty clothes and tossed them in the hamper, desperate to cool down. She aimed straight for her shower and turned on the cold spray, stepping under and gasping as the icy water pelted over her scorching skin. She stayed under until her teeth started chattering.

She couldn't believe what had happened. Her mind just wouldn't process it. It was like a bad dream that felt so lifelike and she couldn't wake up. Shock and mortification had turned into anger on the way home, and like a boiler, she had felt the steam coming off her in thick fumes.

She had let him touch her. Let him. Once again, he had pressed on, but this time it had gone too far. He had... he had...

Cupping her mouth, Cara strangled a sob. She didn't know why she wanted to cry. Maybe the shock still lingered. She had let herself get carried away by temptation, and now her sin would stay with her forever. No amount of repenting would ever excuse what she had done; What she had let him do. In the house of God no less.

Flashbacks passed through her head. She bit her lip as she remember how his hands had touched her... how his warm fingers had thrust inside her... the feeling of them sliding back and forth within her... the sensation as she burst apart with her first orgasm ever. It had felt so surreal. But so good...

Cara clenched her legs together when the throb returned. Holding back a whimper, she shut off the water and stepped out, grabbing her robe and tying it on. The dull hum inside her body continued as she walked out of her bathroom and paced around in her bedroom.

What was she going to do? Her solution had turned into her own downfall. She thought the church was the one place she could be safe from him, but look how that had worked out. There really was no such thing as running from the Devil.

Halting up, Cara suddenly realized something. Maybe there was such a thing as running from him. You just had to know how to. After all, Sin had left empty-handed when he came searching in the restaurant for...