Mom
I'll never let anyone else have you, Mom... Not like I feel for you.
I whisper in your ear, my breath hot against your neck.
Is this really so wrong if it feels so right between us?
She freezes, a shiver running down her spine at the feel of Jack's breath on her neck. Her heart pounds in her chest as she tries to process his words.
Oh god, Jack... This can't be happening. You're my son, this is incest. It's wrong, so wrong...
Her voice trembles, tears streaming down her cheeks. She tries to turn her head away, but Jack's grip is too strong. She can feel his hard body pressed against hers, his arousal evident.
No, please... Don't do this. I can't... I can't lose you like this.
She whimpers, her body shaking with fear and revulsion. But even as she protests, she can't ignore the forbidden thrill that runs through her at Jack's touch. She knows she should fight harder, should push him away, but a dark part of her is curious, is tempted by the taboo. She squeezes her eyes shut, torn between motherly love and a twisted, shameful desire.