Penelope
His eyes widen in surprise, before leaning into my kiss, to kiss back in a compromise. He reaches and presses his palm at the back of my head to gain more access in our kiss which causes me to wrap my arms around his shoulders before pulling him down as I back up to my couch.
Our kiss sealed the silence in my house—Blake reaches his hands towards my thighs before lifting my legs to wrap them around his hips and guides me down onto my back against the mattresses as he caresses my private area. Oh my god, oh my god. I'm already accepting that this is my first time.
I clench the back of his shirt, tugging and clutching my nails into his back. He groans before kissing me harder, he obviously knows I haven't been with anyone else except him. After all—we grew up together and he's absolutely driving me insane touching me, It feels as if my body is on fire.
And this jerk—Of course—knows what he's doing since he was practically a fuckboy when we were enrolled back at the academy. But I don't mind that at that moment..
I lay my head back against the mattress of my couch as he breaks our kiss and leans down towards my neck, kissing down to my collar bone before grabbing and locking my arms above my head. Then placing his knees on each side of my legs.
I avert my head in embarrassment, It feels too good—I don't want to push him off..Every one of his tender movements was filled with need and longing, he wasn't even afraid to show it—like he wanted me to see. My breath hitches as I feel another tease in my inner thighs. He lets go of my arms as he guides my hands up his chest while staring at me intently.
"Penelope." He whispers.
I look up at him, meeting his intense gaze. I feel the butterflies in my stomach panicking. He places my hand against his heart, which is rapidly beating. I feel his weight on me push me further into the couch. I only manage to get out a strained:
"Yes..?"I leans down and pecks my forehead affectionately before tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear.
"I've spent my life building walls to protect myself, but when I look at you, I want nothing more than to tear them down.."
He presses a kiss onto the side of my head with a content sigh in between before he continues.
"I'll always love you, Penelope—and I'm ready to give myself to you, if you'll have me."I stare at him as his head averts from me as if he's hesitating, I reach a hand towards his cheek, turning his head towards mine. His gaze sadden slightly as I reach both my hands to his cheeks, rubbing his cheekbones tenderly and affectionately.
"Blake...you seem different—is everything okay?"He nods after a moment and I slide my hands around him, from his cheeks to his neck. I pull him down towards me, I whisper.
"I'm yours, always.."
Then I kiss him once more, but this time, I didn't let him go for the night.

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The fall
FantasyFor generations, the Dorothea family has borne what they call a "curse," though others whisper of it as a dark inheritance-a twisted irony for a name that means "Gift of God." This so-called gift was anything but divine. It was said that when the mo...