Lost in his embrace
READING AGE 16+
I smile. I actually smile and he smiles too while he still holds my eyes with his. I nervously bring my hand from my side to his face but I stop midway because I want to make sure that it's okay. He closes his eyes as his response. He waits for my hand to land on his face. Gathering myself, I continue and the contact gives me butterflies in my stomach. His face is hard and smooth. So smooth. I then slide my hand down to his stubble and it feels amazing.
A while later, He opens his eyes. I feel my throat bob up and down as his eyes pierce my eyes again. He reaches my hand, squeezes it and gently takes it off from his face before he gradually ducks his head down. I close my eyes waiting for his lips to capture mine. How those lips taste like? Do they taste like Tyler's? Or they are better than Tyler's? I'm sure they are better. I can't wait any longer. I'm eager to know. I want to know. The feeling of his lips against mine must be incredible. His tongue shoving inside my mouth must be beyond pleasurable. His teeth biting my lips must be beyond description.
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I look at Tyler whose eyes are now closed, feeling the warmth caress of sunbeams across his face.
After I cried in my room that evening, he knocked at the door and came inside. I wiped my tears off my face before I looked up at him, and muttered sorry. I was angry at him because he let his fear take control of him when I was nothing……
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