I want him again. I want his savage breath to make my heart race, I want his eyes to be filled with lust, I want his body intertwined with mine, I want his lips over mine.
His hand gently caressed me. From the back of my neck to the curve of my hips.
His eyes told more then he could say.
His body was shaking.
He didn't want me to know, he was out of control.
Slowly, kissing my neck, he undressed me as he undressed my soul.
He saw me and passion grew.
Desire pounded.
I was his, I still am.
I'll never forget the heat of his body.
I long for it again, the way he refused to let go.
I want to beg for him again.
I want to cry for him.
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She was gentle, she was so gentle.
She was trying to keep to herself all these emotions.
That didn't last long.
She burned for me, the way I burned for her.
I want to hear her beg again.
I can replay everything in my mind.
I can hear her cries.
I liked the way she licked the blood away from the scars she left.
I liked the way she kissed me, down to loud moans.
She liked the way I teased her to every last orgasm.
She liked the sensation of my fingers playing within her skin.
I couldn't help but grin at the first moments of shyness.
I couldn't help but groan as she pressed her willing body against mine.
I couldn't help but to whisper that I loved her when we were done.
I can still remember her shocked face.
The startled expression.
Before she tried to run away.
But I couldn't just let her go .
Her body fell fragile into my arms.
As she wasn't supposed to whisper back to me ...
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I love you too ...
But I don't want to believe in false hope.
I don't want a broken heart.
I don't want to pick up the shattered pieces.
I can't put back together a mended spirit.
The best is to let go.
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The best is to trust me when I say I need you.
The best is for me to hold you.
The best is to feel you.
The best is to see you when I close my eyes.
The best is for you to love me and for me to love you.
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The best is for me to die, and for you to be free.
The best is for me to close my heart.
The best is for you to find true love.
The best is for you to be happy ...
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Her figure, it all changed when I said:
What about your happiness?
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I put myself together again;
What about it?
He took me into his arms.
He kissed me everywhere;
My cheek, my ear, my neck, my eyes, everywhere, but my mouth.
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Someone actually cares what happens to you love.
And that happens to be me.
I stopped when the first tear dropped.
I didn't mean to make her cry.
Anything but that.
How am I suppose to forgive myself now.
I started to kiss her lips again.
God she's beautiful.
I want to see her smile again.
Please.
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I don't know what possessed me to do it.
I sort of pushed him back down and laid on him.
He was obviously confused.
He stroke my hair as I rose and fell to his breath.
I never cried for anyone to see before, but I caved in.
He's perfect.
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She's perfect.
It didn't take too long, the sobs ceased, she fell asleep.
I wrapped my arms around her, as if to protect her from some danger.
I dozed off thinking about how tomorrows wake up would be.
Good night Fuu, I love you ...