Damien

I refused to be manipulated but no matter how I try to control myself, the urge to touch her was taking control.

My hands trailed off, from her toes to her legs. Samantha moved her body a bit but even when I noticed that, I continued.

My hand trailed faster to her hip and then underneath her nightgown to her tunnel. Her eyes opened widely and her hand touched mine.

"Stop it, please" she muttered and I decided to retreat but my other self doesn't want to. I pull my hand away from her legs and landed it on her mouth

"Shh...." I shunned her before she could speak....