He pulled me to him and brushed his lips on mine. His hold was strong on me. Not like usual. Like he wanted me to know that whatever I said was not truth and all I should know is that I AM HIS. He took me in his arms but he did not took away his lips from me. Not even that I wanted him to.
The next thing I heard was the slashing of my panties and then my dress.
I was bare in front of him.
He took a good look at me. His eyes made me more initimidating than his ... God! He intimidates me in every sense.
He knelt to the bed and pulled me towards him with my legs on his waist and my bare breasts touching his cool fabric.
"Today, we are not going to be naked for the sake of sex Aphrodite. I want you to know that You are naked in front of me. Not by your body. But by your soul. I want to look at every scratch of your heart which broke you. I want to know that How much have you been hurt while I wasn't there to protect you. I am bare in front of you today."
He said while he unbuttoned his shirt. His naked body made me feel safe. He grabbed my hand and put it on his chest.
"This is me Aphrodite. YOU ARE MY LIFE. I can die for you. But I don't want to die. I have been dead until the time I hadn't met you. Finally I am living a life and I want to spend every second with you. Until we die."
Tears rolled down my eyes but now I exactly knew what I needed to do.
I pressed my lips onto his and my hands ripped his shirt. We both didn't gave a damn about it.
It was a NAKED NIGHT.
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