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Hera rushed into her apartment, slammed the door behind her back, and hurriedly bolted it.
Her heart was thudding against her ribcage. It felt like she had just run a marathon. Beads of sweat rolled down her forehead as her breathing increased rapidly.
She thought about what had just happened, and her stomach fluttered. It felt like a volcano had erupted inside her, one with hot, boiling, thick lava.
Why is all of this happening to her? Why does it feel so good when it's supposed to be bad?
She touched her chest to keep herself still, but it wasn't working. She felt like a machine that was programmed to hyperspeed.
She wanted to be mad. She wanted to cuss at her boss, but she couldn't. As much as she doesn't want to admit it, the feeling she got from the kiss felt good, and for some reason, her legs were shaking, and there was this tingling sensation that was rippling through her abdomen.
This is a sin! A very big sin.