Happily ever after still hasn't found our way yet.
I hope it comes as sweet as you.
You are now my offical Princess.
I love you dear.
I love you Scarlett.
****Paris is so beautiful! Not to mention spending it with Victor is even better. We were literally in a King sweet. In a hotel I can't pronounce.
We layed on the bed still in our wedding clothing, my head was on his chest.
His breathing and heart beat was soothing my nerves. I look up at him, he looks down at me.
"Yessssss?"
"Your really cute, you know that?"
He laughs, I sit up and look at him. I now notice all the little features in his face, like his chin and cheek hairs.
"Your even cuter" he pulls me down and kisses me.
And somehow I ended up ontop of him....
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The childeren of dis book, read no further.
I forbid you.
No dont!
It's SEXUAL SENCES your not aloud!!!
Ehhh, not my fault your scard.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------He untyed the string on the back if my dress, as soon as it was untyed is slid down to my thighes, reveiling my white lace strappless bra.
He gets hard.
Well damn I'm sitting on him.
I take off his shirt, than his pants, I shimmie off whats left on me.
I kiss him more, we were in nothing but our underwear.
Damn this quick.
I put my fingers through his hair, we rolled over so he's ontop.
He unbuckles the back of my bra, almost as if he's done it a thousand times.
He throws it across the room and dives in. I moan, and this is my virginity he's taking. He sucks the nubs of my boobs, which keeps him turned on.
I shimmy off my underwear which he does so to. He spreads my thighs, I moan.
I feel him inside of me, a feeling I'd never get used to.
I felt a pain between my thighs, probably what always happens when you loose your virginity...
Victor moans, a deep one from within.
Ohhhhh shit.
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Novela JuvenilHis hair is as black as coal. His eyes are as brown as dirt. His soul is sad and depressing, like everywhere he walks it's raining. He's a 18 year old prince. At his throne he writes sad poems. He's about to take his life away. Nobody understood t...