Chapter 12

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Warning: The following chapter involves scenes of sexual nature

Time passed exceptionally slow over the course of those three days. The desire to be with Anastasia was hurting me. I wanted her - only her. I thought of her beauty, whilst staring out the aeroplane window. Her eyes, her spellbinding eyes - hazel-auburn rounded spheres. She was mine.

Within a few hours, the plane began to land. I felt the sharp British air hit my skin, causing a slight numbness as I caught a cab to the address given by Stefan.
As the cab came to a holt outside a semi detached house, located on the outskirts of Westminster. Within seconds, the door swung open, revealing my beautiful angel - standing within the doorframe.

Immediately I rushed to her, grasping her body in my arms - slamming the door behind me. As her legs wrapped around my body. As I touched her - I felt my lungs expanding, with every kiss came electric tingles - the desire for more.
For a second we stopped. Holding Eachothers gaze as she tousled my hair. There was no need to talk. No time - I could read her face.
There was just the right blend of relaxation and tension - enough to make you crazy , to lust.
Anastasia could feel my heart beating all the faster with every kiss, every feel; as my hands slowly guided up her legs, onwards to her thighs.
As I held guiding her hands across my torso, I stopped.
"Are you sure?" - I asked
She gave a seductive smile, and nodded.
I could feel the desire intensifying, our body temperatures rising, I slowly begin to run my tongue around her neck, leading to her shoulder and eventually mouth, letting our tongues intertwine with my body pressed against hers, my hand moving circular motions around her waist. I was careful, savouring every inch of her body.
We then dive under the covers, unable to resist the temptation placed upon us.
Kissing her neck - a wave of pure pleasure runs through my entire body as her breathing begins to intensify, I get the faint smell of perfume. Her fingernails grated on my back, leaving deep scratches. I was unable to keep my mouth closed as I faintly slid my hands under her shirt, removing her bra as she bites and sucks on my neck, causing me to moan.
We craved each others touch as I entered her body, we began to thrust against each other in perfect motion, I begin to moan uncontrollably as she moans my name - releasing immense pleasure as she ran her soft fingers through out my hair, whilst biting her lip. Our breathing became harsh as we slipped into an immense felling of surrender and desire, through out the whole night.

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