His eyes

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. ✨It was that party..when I first saw him, there were many men who got stunned by my red tight dress, and I replied with my bored eyes _as usual_ I trusted myself and my beauty , and trusted that no one worth my time , at that time , my wine glass was my single friend . I felt my shivering hand around it , what was wrong ? , honestly , everything was okay but...it was so hard for me , to avoid his gaze
when our sight crossed , my heart jumped and skipped a beat , and my stomach fluttered painfully, I lost my mind for a second , as I put my glass on the table , those blue eyes , took me to an amazing mystery world . Excitement has been secreted into my bloodstream , making my body hot , and my lungs burned into a sore pain , trying hardly to pick up some oxygen in order not to collapse . He had that kind of burning coldness
his feet steps broke my last single heartbeat , towards me , trustfully , I froze , looking at his hand coming toward my waist , a wave of shiver crashed my skin when I felt his fingertips touching my bare skin , as he placed it on my back. ," let me take you to a dance roud , miss " he smiled politely , and my shy smile was all my respond , he took my soul with that cold smile

he took my hand and entered me in the dance stage , and started to dance with me , gently , consonantly , moving me right to left , and left to right , with that romantic reverie , I kept staring at his face , that blue eyes , and that evil smirk along his lips , our bodies continued to sway ,and wobble , non stop , our harmonic was the best , like we danced many times before , however it was our first , I didn't know how did my body response to him , with his wondering hands on me , trying carefully not to waste any tide to touch my bare skin , "your skin is so smooth " he whispered against my face , as he recured me at the time we finished our dance , I felt his breath against my cheeks , and his chest pressed to my breasts .his hand on my lower back , didn't move away , instead it stayed steadily pulling me toward him even more , his other hand which intertwisted with my hand during the dance , suddenly separated and traced the back of my neck , slowly but strongly , "I want to know how do these taste" he smirked , our lips almost touched , as he locked his lips with mine , taking my breath away , driving euphoria into my vessels , I knew he was hungry but his lips were more greedy than I have ever expected , and I knew that kissing would not be enough for him , neither for me...

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