She sat looking deep into his eyes; she knew this was not right. She didn't belong to him. Yet, she wanted him more than she has ever wanted anyone. No words were spoken...she breathed in his breath, quivered with the touch of his hand, melted in his arms. The lust, the passion, heat that rose like a burning inferno. She never wanted this feeling to end. How could someone bring all these senses together with a kiss?
posted by Lu at 7:06 AM
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3 Comments:
Its always been in the kiss.. ;)
sometimes a chinese buffet has that effect on people...i'm just saying! ;P
who exactly is the "she"....
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