As I stood there, my heart racing in the warm sunlight filtering through the leaves, I couldn't help but get lost in María's light blue eyes. They sparkled like the ocean, drawing me in with their depth and warmth. Her golden blonde hair fell in soft waves around her shoulders, catching the light in a way that made it seem almost ethereal. Each strand looked like it belonged in a fairytale, contrasting beautifully with her perfectly painted white nails, which looked pristine and elegant against the backdrop of our secret meeting.
"Hey," I said, trying to gather my nerves. "Do you want to get out of here? There's this abandoned skating rink nearby. It's kind of a cool spot, and I know some good places to chill." My voice felt tentative, but I couldn't shake the feeling of adventure sparking in my chest.
María tilted her head, curiosity lighting up her expression. I watched as her gaze shifted from my face to my hands, which were painted black, the polish slightly chipped from my habit of biting my nails. I caught her staring at my piercings—two in my ears, one in my nose—her eyes glimmering with intrigue. I felt a flush of confidence wash over me. Even with the chipped polish and the slight disarray of my look, I could tell she thought I was hot as hell.
"Yeah," she said slowly, her voice low and inviting. "I'd like that."
I felt a rush of excitement as her eyes danced over my black hair, tousled and wild in the breeze, and I couldn't help but think how different we looked yet how perfectly we seemed to fit together. There was something electric in the air between us, an unspoken agreement that we were both beautiful in our own ways, effortlessly cool and rebellious.
María's lips curled into a playful smile, her expression brightening as she replied, "Lead the way."
I grinned back, feeling the heat of her gaze and the connection between us. This was our chance—our little escape from the world, where we could be ourselves, away from the prying eyes of judgment. We were ready to embrace the adventure ahead, together.
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IS LOVING HER A SIN? (Fem X fem reader) LGBTQ+ story
RomanceOlivia is a girl living in Los Angeles, in the 50's. she had just moved to Los Angeles from another state. And as she left her state she is forced to go to church. But something caught her eye. It was her. Was it forbidden love? Was this right?
