"Shh, do you want her to see us doing this" he said and pushed himself deep inside me. he pressed his hand harder on my mouth to stop me from making noise.
My body shook with his sudden doing he smirked and came closer I turned my face in fear he w...
Before I fell to my knees in weakness and overwhelmed emotion, I sat in front of her. She just looked at me, her hand still in the water. I offered her my hand. "Dance with me," I asked, my heart racing. Would she reject me? I was scared.
But instead, she smiled again. "I can't say no," she said, giving me her hand.
My happiness was beyond control. I stood, taking her hand and pulling her up from the water, which made me jealous because it was touching her, not me. Having her all to myself made me feel on cloud nine.
I gently led her to the center of the dance floor, the world around us fading into a blur. As the music swelled, she held her gown and spun around me counterclockwise. I followed her with my eyes, and as she came back to the front, she fell into my arms. I held her waist, and she smiled at me. I pulled her up, placing my right hand on her waist, feeling the warmth of her body through the fabric. She placed her right hand on my shoulder, and her touch was electric, sending shivers down my spine. I couldn't believe she was here, in my arms, dancing with me. We locked our left hands together.
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Our eyes locked, and my heart synced with hers as we began our dance. I took a step forward with my left foot, and she moved back with her right. "Don't go away," I silently begged, and she just smiled, teasing me. I stepped to the side with my right foot, and she mirrored me with her left. I brought my left foot closer to her right, drawing us closer, and she brought her right foot next to my left. I moved back, and it filled me with utmost joy when she stepped forward. Our dance was more than just a series of steps; it was a beautiful push-and-pull of our hearts. She wasn't pulling away from me; she was pulling my heart closer to hers. Nothing could break us apart.
We moved together in perfect harmony, each step a testament to our connection. I marveled at Petal's grace, her every movement elegant and pure. Her smile lit up the room, making my heart beat faster with each glance. I was lost in her mesmerizing gaze, unable to tear my eyes away.
I led her through the steps of the dance, our bodies swaying in sync with the music. As we twirled around the floor, I spun her gently, her dress billowing out like a flower in bloom. She laughed, the sound like a melody all its own, and my heart soared.
With a swift motion, I pulled her back into my arms, her body fitting perfectly against mine. We moved together effortlessly, each touch igniting a fire within me. I guided her through a series of intricate steps, my hand never leaving her waist. She followed my lead, her trust in me evident in every movement.
As the music quickened, so did our pace. I spun her again, this time catching her just before she could fall. I held her close, our faces inches apart, and for a moment, time stood still. Her breath mingled with mine, and I could feel the rapid beat of her heart matching my own.
I lifted her effortlessly, her feet leaving the ground as we moved with the rhythm of the song. She wrapped her arms around my neck, her eyes locked on me, and I knew I was lost to her forever. Every touch, every glance, was a reminder of her innocence, her elegance, her purity.
