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B E T W E E N them is a luminous glow of complete and utter inferno. He captures her sounds with his mouth and succumbs to her every desire. It's not enough though, no one would ever be enough compared to you. She struggles to keep her emotions steady, not wanting to ruin the moment. And as she begins to drown into a euphoric wave of pleasure she clutches tightly onto his shoulders, trying to stay at bay.
His fingers dig into her hips as he drives deeper and she hollers again. He bites down upon her flesh and pushes her against the steam glass. This, at this moment is what she wants. She wants both the feeling of pain and pleasure. She wants to feel it out. She wants him to burn her until she's nothing but ashes.
He understands, he understands that she will never give her heart to him, but she knows that will not stop him from wanting her the same way that she wants you.
The water rushes down them and once again, she's empty. That feeling is gone and now he's rubbing at her bare skin, head pressed into her neck. He's breathing harshly, trying to regenerate. Give her the feeling again. Give her something. She thinks it but doesn't say it. Somehow he knows.
His lips trail across her collar bones, teeth nipping up her neck. With a devious smirk he spins her around so her back is facing him and without any notice he pummels in.
Suddenly she sees stars. Then there's the moon. It's pitch black dark and giggles fills the air. Theres a back deck and a yard surrounding it. There's a blanket and there they are again, on top of it. They've graduated hours ago. Eighteen and all smiles. It's times like these where she wishes you're around more but instead you're always spending your time with someone else nowadays. Someone else who she can't help but be angry at in the back of her mind. There's no one she can tell though. Not even you. You stop laughing and get serious.
I n a m o r a t a , I have something important to tell you. I think I'm ready to lose it. . . before I go off to college.
And all she could do is nervously look at you and ask,
Lose what?
You sheepishly stare back at the moon and answer,
My virginity.
It all builds up, and then they both release. She collapses against him. Tears fall, mixing in with the water. Clamping her teeth over her bottom lip, she tries to calm her raging heart. She's facing him again. Gripping her wrists and holding them locked to his chest, he forces her to look at him,
I n a m o r a t a , I love you.
It's like a curse. Her mind screams he sounds so w r o n g , because it will only sound r i g h t , when spoken from the lips she can never k i s s .
