I want to touch him however I imagine to and feel my heart beat faster from the thrill of it.
I want to stare at him with unrestricted imagination and then act with complete confidence knowing that - oh yes, he wants this. This is what he's been missing.
When I slide my hand into his hand, and pull him closer to me by his waist, I see him smile to himself.
And when he turns and shares his smile with me, I smile too. I imagine spontaneously kissing his cheek, and I do.
Continued in next chapter
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Me & Him & Him
Romance"Just wait until we get home," he promised me, eyes full of sexual desire. ~~~ These are one shots/ imagines from my journal. I'm sharing them cuz they're hot cuz I'm a pervert and you deserve to read them. Drop questions if you're curious, I'll ans...
