Dripping Wet

chapter 3

I'm still tingling from pure white hot passion. Matt can have me anytime he wants to. I never orgazism like body shaking in my sexual years. I hurriedly throw my dress on. I look up to see him dressing back into his pants and shirt. I wanted to say something anything to him. But I'm to embarrassed to speak. I turn my head with my cheeks going red. He is so beautiful that it hurts my eyes. I hear a shuffling behind me and I'm a fair to look back. a hand lands on my shoulder. He clears his throat. I turn around his hand on my other shoulder.

"Emma what we just did was amazing, but we can not continue to lose ourselves in raw needs again." Ouch that hurts. Of course he doesn't want me anymore. He deserves someone prettier more fuller in the chest area. " Matt I understand, I'm sorry. I know I'm not what you desire. I let my fantasy run a muck." I won't let the tears fall til I'm safely out of here away from him. I'm such a stupid woman. I turn quickly before I cry out in shame. Walking quickly out his office with my head down. Silent tears stream down my face. I'm sure my eyes are red and swollen. Not paying attention to where I'm going I bump into a solid well defined body. I'm mortified. I say a quick sorry. Hands claps on my wrist were rough but gentle. He holds on for a second before his deep British accent release soothing words of it will all be ok. I look up to see a man in his late 20s with beautiful chocolate brown eyes stare down at me. His face is well sculptured like a god handmade him. Dark brown hair cut short. He is breathtaking.

His lips are full and pinkish. I look back up to his mesemarizing chocolate eyes that seem to hypnotist me. His lips are moving. What is he saying? I'm to distracted by his beauty. I clear my throat. "Sorry, I didn't quite get that." His lips spread into a brilliant smile. " it's is alright, I was saying my name is Ezra Blake." His smile spread wide while extending his large hand in my small ones. Shaking hands. " nice to meet you I'm Emma"