Some people merely adopt darkness, but she was born into it.
Hiding every gloomy secret, covering all the lies, she walks through the life devoid of all emotions.
They all labeled her, those silly people, if only they had stop for a moment and obs...
❝ Her heart was a secret garden, but the walls were very high❞
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He was shocked, I could tell. The air hitched around us and a strange silence stretched, like quiet lightning before the thunder.
And then he kissed me back.
His arms came for me from behind and he clutched me close to him, in a tight firm grip. For a moment, some would be fooled easily, thinking he didn't want to let go.
When our lips melted into that heated fire, there was no going back. They were wild against each other, as if all the pent up emotions were pouring out, crying for a release.
His hands were carefree wandering and gripping whatever they could. Moving from my sides to my hair, to my waist, then they finally settled, satisfied but not done.
My arms gripped his shirt, tugging him close, but it was not possible. Every inch of space was occupied.
He nibbled on my bottom lip and a muffled moan echoed in the room. Our tongue clashed together, caressing each other and roamed that wet path.
Each thrust was met and lips felt bruised in that war, but none of us wanted to stop.
My lungs were burning with the need to breathe, but my lips needed his touch more. He was like a drug, swirling in my senses, spiking the blood in my veins and it intoxicated me.
But when my lungs cried for air, I couldn't take it any longer and broke the kiss.
Breathless, I gasped for air but Ethan didn't move an inch and kept me close to him.
I took a few quick breaths regaining control and watched him, still hovering over my lips with a dark look. Then, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
Instead of air, he decided to breathe me in.
My heart fluttered like wings of a butterfly, still learning to fly. Then his eyes opened, meeting mine.
All the breath left my body as our gazes met. His eyes were shining brighter than any star ever could. Those green specks dripped in honey was the most magnificent sight an eye could ever wish to witness.
Our chest were still pressed up against each other, panting. Desire was the only thing controlling our senses, making us lose control.
He raised his hand to my face and traced my bottom lip with his thumb, playing with that soft squishy bud.
And with a hungry look, he cupped my cheek and once again interlocked me in a kiss.
This time he did it his way.
His fingers teased my back, moving up and down sensually. Other hand angeled my face, deepening the kiss, As if he didn't want to leave anything unappreciated.
