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"You are pressing against me like I press flowers against the pages in my book. You are kissing my neck and it feels like the start of forever. I want to touch you until my palms burn" - Amirae Garcia
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⚠️Very mild smut warning⚠️
He took me to a fancy hotel, he had only reserved for the two of us.
We had dinner and a great time, talking about many different things. Spending time with him was so precious and I loved every minute of it.
"This isn't really a date, right?" I asked nervously, waiting for his answer.
He smiled, putting the last piece of his steak into his mouth.
"If you consider it as one, sure." He then said as he looked at me.
I giggled, a mocking smile across my face.
No matter how long I had known him, I still got butterflies every time he looked at me with those sparkly and beautiful eyes.
Soon after we finished eating and he stood up, offering me his hand, which I gladly accepted.
Then he took me to the biggest suite in the hotel. It was huge and had a kind sized bed right in the middle.
So this is where rich people stay.
Taking a seat on the bed, I nervously started playing with my rings as I waited for him.
He closed the door and turned around, taking slow steps towards the bed. My heart was pounding like it was going to burst.
The man was making it hard for me to breathe.
"Are you nervous?" He asked, breaking the silence as he took a seat next to me. I shook my head, disagreeing.
"There is still something left." He then said, taking something out of his pocket.
I looked at him, curiosity filling my body. He had already done so much for me. What else was left?
Holding a small navy box in his hands, he licked his lips ready to open it for me.
The lightning of the moon, shining through the window made him look even more ethereal and more impossible for me to look away.
In that moment I was paralyzed with a deep feeling and emotion.
