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Chapter Thirteen – Rachel and Silas 2
Rachel was lying on the floor between the coffee table and the couch where Silas slumbered. On a make shift bed of blankets and pillows, Rachel had stood watch over him the whole night. Removing his clothes to make him more comfortable, Silas now lay in a single pair of gray cotton boxers. Rachel had looked him over once before with intrigue, but now again with curiosity. He looks so fragile, she thought to herself before finally succumbing to the darkness.
When she awoke, Silas was staring at her, propped up on one arm. She stared back at him with a smile on her face. Silas made no move to smile, but instead, he gently caressed her face, pushing her hair back from her face. "Rachel, Rachel, Rachel, Crowe..." he said in a singsong voice. Rachel lifted her hand up to his and rubbed her cheek against it. So warm, so soft, gentle, and strong, she thought to herself. Silas pulled his hand from her and carefully stood around her. Clearing off everything on the coffee table Silas pulled Rachel into him, and kissed her with more force than she could ever have imagined. So hot was this kiss that Rachel wanted to pull away, but so cold were his eyes that she remained frozen in place. Running her hands over the smoothness of his chest, she pulled away from him finally. Silas grunted and grabbed her by the arm and forced her onto the table. Scared, Rachel tried to sit up, but Silas was too strong. "Silas, what are you doing?" she asked in a scared voice. He put a gentle finger to her lip as he kissed her neck, slowly, and Rachel finally began to relax. She groaned under the simple touch of his hands lifting her shirt over her head, and then kissing each breast slowly, gently. Rachel let out a moan of joy as he made his way down her stomach. Pulling her panties off, he gently kissed her so she shivered and her legs shook. Silas smiled as he slowly ate her out, her hands digging in Silas's scalp as she groaned with pleasure. Silas kissed her again, this time on the lips as he rolled her on top of him. Satisfied with being on top, she kissed Silas on the neck, so he gave off a grunt of approval. She kept kissing him, until Silas could take it no longer. He squirmed underneath her, waiting for her, and she grinned as she slowly pulled off Silas's boxers, showing off an erection. She slowly let him enter her with a gasp as he let out a gurgling sound. Slowly, she rode him, giving off faint groans as Silas's hand slipped up her leg, to her waist, and held on. She increased her speed as Silas clenched his teeth and set his jaw, panting now. Rachel began breathing harder until finally, she let out a sigh of satisfaction. Silas was not, however satisfied. He rolled her onto her back and growled as he pumped her as hard and fast as he could. Rachel groaned in delight as she kept coming, and Silas let out a roar of happiness, finally lying on top of her, breathing deeply as he inhaled her scent.
I awoke from my disturbingly pleasant dream to find Silas buttoning his shirt. A bit lost and confused as to why I was already in my pajamas and Silas was getting dressed after my dream, I asked, "Where are you going?" Silas turned around then back and said quietly, "I need to go now. Thank you for dinner and letting me stay the night." I was a bit perturbed that he was leaving already, but didn't stop him. I stood from my covers and stumbled over to him as he buttoned his last fasten. I reached up and pulled his face toward mine to give him his usual kiss, but this time, our lips brushed together as I tried to. He turned his head as if wanting more, but then he turned it back as I gave him his kiss on the cheek. "Bye Silas. I guess I'll see you later." When he usually would have said his departure, instead he gave me a hug. "Good bye." He walked out without a second glance backwards. I wonder if he had the same dream as I had.
I felt ashamed. I cannot believe I had enjoyed such pleasure! I was going to grab my Discipline the second I got into my room. I needed to pray. I needed to be forgiven. What I did that dream was almost scary! I was forceful, as I usually was. I hated that about myself. But she looked scared. I didn't want Rachel to be scared. It looks like Kevin already recovered and left when I checked on him. All the better. I stripped off the clothes and knelt to say my prayer for forgiveness, for Rachel, Kevin, Father, and myself. What I dreamt, I know it will never come true. It never can. It will only stay in my dreams. Oh how our lips almost met! A sudden brush with death. Her lips that burn me with her kisses, her skin so soft and smooth and luscious. I could have feasted on her forever, her body dripping with juices of every delight! A succulent fruit, ripe and tender with sweet audacity. I should have had her by now. I can have her by now!
The knotted rope against my skin felt so familiar, yet so different. Had I become accustomed to relaxation? To comfort? Life is nothing like that, I know it. I have seen innocent people killed for no reason, the innocence of a small child stripped from them along with their life. The rich laughing at the poor as they drove by in their shiny new cars. What is life anyways? An excuse to be alive? Alas! I have an excuse! To marry Rachel Crowe and stay the Messenger of God, spreading his message to the world.
Rachel sighed as she opened the door to Silas's room to find him in his cloak again. "Hey Silas. Are you feeling any better?" she asked in a small voice. He was lying down on the mat and his eyes were open but staring blankly at the ceiling. "I'm fine, thank you." He said his voice a low rumble. Rachel gave him a small smile and went on cleaning. She saw a few drops of blood spotting the floor and sighed. Why was he doing this to himself? Shaking her head, she got to cleaning, while the silence between them was killing her. Silas wanted to say something, but he didn't know what. Finally, when Rachel was done, she stood and asked, "Do you want to get lunch with me?" Silas would have given anything for some shrimp lo mein, but at the time, he felt too tired. "No thank you. I'll see you tomorrow." He said, a slight hint of pain in his voice. Rachel's heart fell as she walked over to Silas who was still lying on the floor. "Bye Silas." She said, leaning over to kiss him on the cheek. Her hair fell past her shoulders and into Silas's face. Pushing himself up onto one arm, he pushed her hair behind her ear and smiled. "Bye Rachel."