He was there, alive but immobile. Her lips against his had the feel of a thousand roses, gentle and lovely. But then, it hit him. She wasn't doing this out of love, as much as he knew. He immediately drew back, a confused and aroused look in his eyes."What are you doing?" He said softly. Her desperate eyes pierced his, filled with longing and pain. She swallowed hard."I'm... I'm sorry, Erick." She stammered, immediately looking away in embarrassment. "I didn't mean to...""No, Juliet. No." He interrupted, getting a bit closer to her. She moved back, looking scared and embarrassed. "I won't hurt you, Juliet. I will never hurt you." He paused and moved closer to her again. This time she didn't move back. She looked at him, tears streaming down her face. "Oh, no, no, Juliet. Please don't cry." He caressed her cheeks and wiped the tears from them."I just... I'm so sorry." She cried, relaxing in his arms once more."There's nothing to be sorry about, dear. I'm here for you." He fondled
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