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sylvia's words stick to me that night, repeating everyone she told me
i loved dally, he made me feel special someone i loved, but he was now gone
in the car, gulping. i was stunned and confuse on what i wanted. my head turned over to the street where buck's was at and back at the one i had to take home
my grip went knot the wheel, turning the way i wanted to go
b u c k ' s
I stood in front of his room, nervous and worried
i knew he wasn't in there, he must not be
but without denial, i chose to open the door
our eyes met, just like they did the first night we met. both young and confused, but now we were confused if we really loved each other
"dally i love you" i didn't hesitate to speak, "dally i love you, i didn't do the scandal just to leave you, but i did it so i could be with you. dally I—"
lost by my words not paying attention he was already in front of me, dally's lips had a cigarette between them
he burnt it out before he pressed the lips i loved onto mine, the ones he craved
as we kissed, his fingers slid under my dress, he traced my thigh
i looked up at his eyes, after fights and breaking promises, dally wanted to have our moment
"angelica i missed you..."
dally's hands moved to the back of my dress, he untied the back of my dress. my dress dropped onto the floor, us still standing in the middle of his room
only in my panties and bra, dally only wearing his blue jeans, we were minutes away from exposing our figures and bare skin
he grabbed onto my ass, kissing me with depth and pleasure. he leaned forward, was making us lay on his bed. my fingers played on his chest, moving his necklace
dally parted his lips from mine, he push my hair out of my face. he bit his bottom lip before kissing the middle of my chest
first i wasn't sure if i wanted to lose my virginity, dally noticed how frighten I look
"baby do what makes you comfortable" he explained, trying to consult me
dally loved hard sex, but he love hard making love. he knew she was the first girl he'd ever made love with, since he truly loved her. dally wouldn't give a shit if he was hurting the girl, but he cared for her
—
he kissed my forehead, my body shaken by how much he made me feel
my legs wrapped around his, still aching in pain
"angelica i'm fucking in love with you" dally whispered, pushing my hair back
my eyes pleaded with joy before I could kiss him on the cheek
his arm around mine, the blanket covering our body's. my chest pressed against his chest, looking up at my gaze at him
this was dallas winston, someone i used for a scandal but learnt to love
