HEAL A DAMAGED ROSE

Bath

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Once i arrived home my self torture began. I loathed how easily other women were able to talk and flirt with the likes of him . I had come to the conclusion that no matter how much I tried to fight off being scared of finding someone who could love me it would always come back and bite me in the ass. I know its ridiculous to think every ones alike in a sense of love, but when you have been through what I have you can't help but guard yourself.

What if he was the one of my dreams. What if he was the guy I was meant to be with for the rest of my life. None of the mattered anymore I'd lost my chance

I fixed myself a nice warm bath to relax my nerves. Once I was in the tub I immediately began to relax. Every fiber in my body melted away with the feel of the burning water against my skin, made me sigh.

Even while being relaxed my mind would wonder to him. I closed my eyes to attempt and control my train of thought away from him but all i could see was him. His gorgous smile. His facail features. God what I would do to run my hands through his hair.

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I felt like i was on cloud nine just thinking about his smell was turning me on.

I wondered what it would be like to have him run his hand down my body and touch me in all the right places.

I moaned as my hand touched my breast with my thoughts running wild.

I pulled on my nipples making them stand up in alert wishing it was him sucking on them, as i sunk my body deeper into the hot water shivers engulfed me.

I wondered what his volumpsious lips would taste like and feel like down my neck.

I bit my lip as my hands traveled further down my body massaging my intimate place. I imagined his finger inside me teasing me as he suck on my breast and whispered dirty things in my ear. Slipping my finger inside me making me gasp in pleasure . What would his big rough fingers feel like inside me. I moaned and pumped faster. I imagined his lips sucking on my clit as my thumb massaged my.

I could see his face in between my legs making me beg for more. Pulling his hair closer, my breath starting coming out in pants till I finally reached my climax again and again.

"OMG" I moaned out loud. That was beyond what my fingers were ever capable of doing.

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I started to feel very tired. I was fighting to stay awake in the tub but my eyelids were failing me. Deep sleep was consuming me when i felt as if someone was kissing my neck, I quickly opened my eyes in panic! I searched through out the bathroom but saw no one there.

"HELLO" I asked, I got out of my tub to look around but no one was there. My imagination must really be playing wild games with me. Everything I imagined made him feel like if he was here with me, watching me, I must be paranoid there is no way he could be in here with me.

I looked around just to make sure he wasn't hiding somewhere, but there was no one. God i must be very tired .As I walked back into the bathroom his scent captivated my nostrils, I could swear my bathroom smelt so much like him. I picked up my bathrobe and walked to the kitchen table to get my latte.

I slowly sipped out of my latte enjoying the taste of nice coffee in the morning, well mid afternoon now . As i placed it down I noticed a black inc imprinted on my hand, i thought nothing of it till i looked down at my coffee cup. Right where my name is normally written was a phone number? Was it the baristas? I mean he did call me beautiful.

Who in there right mind would have had time to put their number on my cup. My mind swirled through the coffee shop scenario over and over but my mind kept coming up blank.

There could be no way that he had written that number I see him all the time. I practically live there and he has never flirted with me once. What had changed?

My mind kept going back to the guy who bought my drink. I knew that wasn't possible he had not touched my drink once or gotten close enough to write his number down, yet somewhere deep down I had a feeling it was him, and for some reason I really hoped it was.

A yawn escaped my lips as my mind kept going wild my body felt so alert but I was to exhausted. I got into bed and decided i would take a nice nap. Ill text the number when i wake up was the last thought before slumber took over me.