The Bottom of the River
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He sighed and thought for a little while, "You're the only woman I've ever met that I have respect for." He told me.
"And?" I prompted.
"And I feel like you know me better than anyone, you can see right through me." he added, I could tell he was forcing the words out of his mouth and he was struggling.
"And?" I repeated.
"And I know if I was fuck you, no woman after that would compare." He said.
"So you think I'm too good in bed." I concluded. "That's what you're sticking with?" I added sarcastically, he took in a deep breath again and then let it out slowly.
"I feel connected to you Asa, sex with you wouldn't be like anything I've ever experienced before." He finally said.
"And?"
"And you were drunk Asa, it wouldn't have been the same for you as it would have for me." he told me. I stared at him, processing his words.
"I don't want to be that close to someone Asa. That's not for me. The connection. The trust. The emotions. I'm not someone you want that with, and I'm not going to fuck you and put you in that position" he told me, I didn't respond, but I was satisfied with that answer. He was being honest and genuine. He looked up meeting my eyes.
"But I've never wanted anything in this world as bad as I want you Asa." He told me catching my eyes, I could feel my breath catch in my throat with the weight of his words and the intensity in his eyes.
"And that scares you?" I said softly and he nodded.
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