Illusion
She lay beside him, her chest heaving. Her entire body hurt from the encounter but it was a good ache. He just watched her, his head propped on his hand. She knew it wasn't real, what they had.
"This isn't real," she sighed, avoiding his gaze.
He ran a hand along her arm. "Don't say that." His lips brushed along her neck and she let out a soft moan.
She tried to move away but he wouldn't let her. In short order he'd overwhelmed her senses, wrapping her once more in their fantasy. Their illusion suited him just fine.
