blossoming

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How can I even describe how I felt under your touch?

Scared?

Exhilarated?

Sexy?

No. More like beautiful. I blossomed under your touch. I felt like a new person, a grown-up person. I basked in the feeling of being adored.

Still, I should've known better.

I read this thing once. Your naked body should only belong to he who loves your naked soul. I could've used that right then, because we all know the real reason I did what I did with you. Not because you loved me.

Because I desperately wanted you to.

Alexa Green

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