Prying himself away feels nearly impossible as he kisses her again, the warm caress of her lips and tongue and the weight in his lap as intoxicating as the finest wine.

Still, his brain finally gets the better of him and he breaks away, taking his last bite of the spicy meal. "Thank you, for the wonderful evening." He kisses her again and breaks away with a soft sigh.

He wants to fall so badly, to let himself give in to the pull of lust - but the lingering shame for his transgressions is catching up to him.