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"i know. But i want this to be special as the first time. I want us to remember this."  Lovingly,adorably,he smoothed  the wayward curls out of her flushed cheeks. " I love you, Chace Crawford. I want you to know how much" 

he moved far enough away from her view her entire body.Smiling,he finished removing her panties,which were bunched around her knees.Then his eyes wandered up the entire lenght of her body."you're so beautiful," he whispered.

Laying hs hand first on her ankle,he let it travel everywhere his eyes had gone, stopping to examine everything that tickled his fantasy.                                                                                                                              

The back of her knee. . .                                                                                                                                               "thats so soft."                                                                                                                                                                "and i dont even shave there."  

The light scar on her thigh. . .                                                                                                                                      " What hapened here?"                                                                                                                                                 "I fell on a broken bottle at the beach'."                                                                                                       "How old were you?"                                                                                                                                               "About six."

The mole beneath her right breast. . .                                                                                                                  "it's ugly."                                                                                                                                                                    "Not to me."  

The cleft in the edge of her chin. . .                                                                                                                        "I love this."                                                                                                                                                               " I asked my mother about that once.She said before God sent me to earth, He pointed at me and said, 'you're my favourite angel.' That's where His finger touched me."

Chace chuckled. He took one of her hands in his and studied the patterns of viens , the dainty bone struture, the long, tapered nails. Lifting her hand to his mouth , he ardently kissed the palm, delving in its center with his tongue. She squirmed . " That tickles, but it's delicious"                                                 " You're delicous"

so guys this was part 1 okay :D vote and comment please

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