ALEX
Her eyes flickered over my body. They were slightly droopy. Like if they were moving through molasses. My dick strained against the fit of my pants.
The energy changed. There was an added tension. A longing. Her eyelashes were pretty and long, framing her eyes beautifully. Making them alluring, seductive, like I could escape all of life's problem by just looking at them.
I thought this everytime I fuckingtalked to her but her features were mesmerizing. She was so fine. I looked down at her body's figure sitting down. Her fucking body was amazing. Her thighs made me wish she was suffocating me with them.
Her slim waist accentuating the rest of her hourglass figure. She worked out and it showed in her toned and muscular body.
Her tits sat perfectly strained again her marble shirt. I don't know how they were so motherfucking perfect. They fit her body perfectly, they sat perky and full creating a perfect round shape.
I licked my fucking lips feeling my fucking lungs constrict. The fucking effect she had on me was pathetic.
Her chest rose and fell with her breathing. I looked at her lips. Her kisses melted into me. I could kiss her forever. It drove me fucking insane. The way she held me. Like her little hands were happy to have me. I'd be damn lucky for a girl like her to love me.
I had everything else, money, success, friends. I knew that once I fell for her I'd have everything.
I already fucking was. I could feel myself walking on the tightrope. Any day, Any minute. I'll fall over into a vast abyss that is my fucking need for her and never would I want to leave. I just felt like she needed to be with me. She felt like the other part of me. Even when we weren't close. I always knew her. Always felt her.
Her soft lips part and she leans in towards me. Fuck yes. She kisses me. I kiss back. Moving my jaw up and down. Kissing her more and more. Feeling my body heat rise. She's going to be the death of me.
She pulls her soft body back, I feel a groan inside due to my neediness for her. "Can we go home .. just for a little but. We'll come back." her voice is soft. Sweet. So fucking hot. It dazes me. White hot lightning forks down my throat to my stomach, as I feel what she's insinuating.
"Yes Flor." I turn the car on and I start to drive home she wraps her soft hand around mine. My heart nearly jumps to my throat. I did not fucking know I could feel this way.
I feel nervous. I grumble at the thought that one 5 foot human being could change everything I thought I fucking knew about myself.
She's holding my hand. Her. Never in my fucking life could one girl ever keep my attention. But her. She was always the fucking one. The one I knew I'd fall for.
ALEX.
I pull into my house through the gated entrance. I park on the cobblestone driveway. I had draped my white hoodie over her body, I look over to her soft hair on the white fabric.We get out of the car and she gets closer to my body as we walk in the house. Her pinky finger is interlocked with mine. I flick the lights on as she leads me to my room. My mind rushing with pure fucking adrenaline.
"Are you okay Florecita." I ask. She looks up at me with an enchanting fucking gaze.
"Mhm." she says. Her smile paints her face. She looks up at me, her body so close to mine.
"I like your hoodie." she says. "It's comfortable." I trail my eyes over her curvy body that's wrapped in my clothes.
"It looks good on you." I smirk. She yawns. "I don't like pants." she says. Slightly pouting. She unbuttons her pants to my slight surprise and my hoodie falls covering her legs.
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Flor
RomanceFlor isn't sensitive or sweet on the outside. She's closed off. Doesn't speak to anybody. The hurt from the past causing a hard shell to form around her. She was orphaned and her older brother the only one she had left. Involved in the Mexican carte...