Lying in bed with Engfa, her arms wrapped tightly around me from behind, I felt her pull me closer, her warmth comforting against my back.
"What did you and Davika talk about outside?" she murmured, her breath soft against my ear.
I hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to put into words the depth of our conversation. Turning to face Engfa, I nestled deeper into her embrace, finding solace in her presence. "She... she told me she loves me," I confessed quietly.
Engfa's arms tightened around me, a silent gesture of understanding and support. "And what did you say?" she inquired gently, her voice tinged with curiosity.
Taking a breath, I snuggled in closer. "I told her I valued our friendship more than anything," I confessed, my heart heavy with guilt. "But I also told her that I love you, Engfa. You're the one I want to be with."
Engfa's lips brushed against the nape of my neck in a tender kiss, sending a shiver down my spine. "I love you too," she whispered.
"I can see that you're feeling guilty about hurting Davika," Engfa murmured, her voice filled with empathy. "But you haven't done anything wrong, Char. You can't control how others feel."
I gazed into Engfa's eyes, feeling a surge of gratitude and affection welling up inside me. Her presence brought me a sense of calm and reassurance like no other.
I reached out to gently stroke her cheek, tracing the contours of her face with my fingertips. I was struck once again by the beauty and strength that radiated from her, and I couldn't help but feel incredibly lucky to have her in my life.
Leaning in, I pressed a tender kiss to her lips, pouring all my love and gratitude into the simple gesture. "Thank you," I whispered softly against her lips, my heart overflowing with emotion.
Engfa's smile widened as she returned the kiss, her hands exploring the exposed skin beneath my T-shirt. I felt a shiver run down my spine as her touch sent waves of pleasure coursing through me.
The kiss grew more passionate, our lips moving in sync as desire ignited between us. With each caress, I felt myself becoming more and more lost in the intensity of the moment.
My hand began to wander, trailing along Engfa's body, tracing the curve of her belly and the softness of her thighs. As I ventured lower, beneath the fabric of her shorts, Engfa let out a soft moan, her breath hitching with anticipation.
With a newfound confidence, I straddled Engfa's lap, the heat between us intensifying with every passing second. Pulling away the blanket that covered us, I eagerly removed Engfa's short and pantie, exposing her to my hungry gaze.
Lowering myself between her legs, I began to pepper kisses along her inner thighs, relishing in the softness of her skin. With each kiss, Engfa's breath grew more ragged, her body trembling with desire.
Without hesitation, I delved deeper, my tongue dancing over her most intimate parts, eliciting a chorus of gasps and moans from Engfa. The sensation of her writhing beneath me only fueled my desire, spurring me on to explore every inch of her with fervent passion.
As I continued to pleasure her, Engfa's cries grew louder, her body arching towards mine in ecstasy.
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The next day, Engfa and I wandered through Times Square, our fingers intertwined as we took in the bustling energy of the city. Neon lights flashed overhead, casting a kaleidoscope of colors onto the crowded streets below.
I couldn't stop smiling, feeling happier than I had in ages. With Engfa by my side, every moment felt more vibrant and alive, as if the world itself was bursting with possibility.
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Hearts On The Highrise
RomanceIn the twisted dance of our hearts, love became a battleground, a fierce storm of passion and pain, where our souls collided, igniting a fire that consumed us both, leaving scars that only our love could heal; I never knew love could be so consuming...