''Can we marry tomorrow?'' Phil murmured softly in my ear.
''Hmm.''
''Is that a yes?'' His voice sounded surprised.
''Maybe.'' I giggled.
''Marry me, Sarah. Be mine.'' He muttered slowly, kissing my neck.
''I am yours.'' I breathed.
''Then marry me.'' He pleaded.
''Hmm.'' I grinned.
He laughed and hugged me tightly, kissing the top of my head. ''Let's get married.''
I raised my head to meet his eyes. ''Hmm.'' I smiled.
''You will marry me.'' He ran his fingertips up and down my spine, sending shocks of electricity throughout my body.
''And why is that?'' I murmured.
''Because you love me.'' He nibbled at my earlobe making me gasp. ''And you love this life.'' His kisses slowly made their way to my jaw. ''You love what I do to you.'' He whispered, making me blush. ''You love attention.'' His hands cupping gently my butt. ''You love the excitement, the hunger, the need...Wanting what you want.'' He gazed at me and slowly cupped my face. ''Marry me.''
''Hmm.'' I smiled.
''Is that a yes?'' He asked.
I slowly nodded my head and wrapped my arms around his neck. ''Hmm.''
Warm breath caressed my lips as he leaned ever more closely, his nose brushing against mine. A tingle ran through my body as his moist mouth closed slowly round mine. The kiss was gentle yet insistent, loving but possessive. I closed my eyes to better enjoy the sensation as his tongue lightly swept across and between my slightly parted lips. There was an edge of urgency about his kiss, a hunger that might rage out of control.
''I love you.'' He breathed out.
''I love you, too.''
I awoke with a gasp, my mind reeling. The dream had been so vivid, that for a moment I thought I was still in Phil's embrace. Then, as my eyes grew, used to the darkness, familiar objects began to appear out of the gloom. I took a glance at my alarm clock and saw it was still two thirty in the morning. I took a deep breath, closed my eyes and made my way to the garden for some fresh air.
I lit up my cigarette and took a few drags, sitting down on the edge of the pool, letting the water cool my feet.
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Amor Vincit Omnia
Teen FictionDoes love really conquer all? For all her life, Sarah has always taken her Spanish mother's advice on everything. But one piece of advice stood out before everything. ''Chica, don't marry a man unless you would be proud to have a son exactly like hi...
