Touch Me, Don't Love Me // styles

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"Sometimes... I see you looking at me. And it's not how you would look at other people." She looked nervous telling me.

"Maybe it is." I answered. I've never caught her catching me looking at her.

"You... you give me this... weird feeling when you look at me like that." I'm afraid that she's thinking I'm a pervert right now.

One sleeve of her dress is slightly slipping off of her shoulders.

I watch her intently.

I'm starting to breathe heavily. It's like I'm hungry for her.

If I lose all of my self control I would grab her by the waist, flip her over her bed and take her from behind right then and there.

"Well you're wrong... It's not like that Lily." I turn around and start to walk away.

"What if I let you touch me?" Her voice is shaking and I stop on my tracks.

"Would you?" She asked again.

I turned around. This is my chance. She's asking for it.

But what if she's only testing me? What if she tells my mother? Our mother...

She would kick me out. I'd never see her again. She might even have me arrested.

I decided I wouldn't risk it.

"I'd never touch you Lily. So stop it." Then I walked away.

I walked out of the house, got into my car and drove away.

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