Tonight, I am all yours.***

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT AHEAD. NOT ADVISABLE TO AGEs 17 AND BELOW. PROCEED WITH CAUTION.]

I knew he wasn't Sam, but his actions, his every kiss, it didn't even feel sensual, more like heartwarming. He also knew what to say and do things in perfect time. Like magic, all the rage I felt for him for using my husband's face vanished.

I was grateful, but as well... pathetic.

For breaking my own rules, for falling for someone who resembled my husband's soul, and just for simply letting him do whatever he wanted to do with me, I condemned myself. But I had sinned enough, so sinning once more wouldn't matter.

'I'll deal with the guilt later,' I told myself, watching him hold my foot as he leaned to his side. He planted a kiss on my instep, eyes burning on me.

"Done," he announced, as he had kissed me all over my body.