I look at her and smile to myself. Warmth spreads over my heart.
Those perfectly sinful lips like the petals of a wildflower. Those beautiful big eyes are full of passion and a storm brewing inside them. Dark curls falling down her shoulder. That beautiful olive skin. That body a work of art and a beautiful compassionate heart.
God! She is gorgeous!!
How did I get so lucky?
I want to worship every inch of her body and soul!!
She. drives. me. crazy.
So I walk up to her and hold her from behind and press her close to myself. Her body, all wrapped up in barely-there lace nothings…
She giggles softly. Her hair raising from the nape of her neck, a proof of how much she is affected by the electrifying current flowing between us.
I bring my mouth near her ear and whisper to her all the dirty things I want to do to her.
She sucks in a deep breath, her lips forming a perfect O. She turns to face me, arches her eyebrow…mischief twinkling in her eyes. A cunning smile spreads on her lips.
With a purr in her already seductive voice, she whispers back
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