Love or lust?

Anna

As I lowered the dress strap over my shoulder, the only thing I wanted to do was to enter the bathroom, let the hot water run across my skin, and try to take my mind off of everything that had happened that evening. Most especially Mark.

I tried to push away the thoughts he created, but that wasn't any easy either. If he wasn't before, tonight made it clear now that he wanted me as bad as I wanted him. I couldn’t shake the thought of his rugged, well-cut toned body pressing up against me, sending sensations to my core that I couldn't handle. This was becoming so difficult. Why could I not just have sex with him and get it over with? Why did I have to torture myself over something my body clearly yearned for just because I wanted his affection?

There was no stopping the images when they started. The thought of his plump lips against mine as they moved from my lips down every inch of my body dominated my thoughts and the pleasure that grew in the pit of my stomach was like a raging