"Never got the chance to say a last goodbye. I gotta move on but it hurts to try"- Dancing with your ghost (Sasha Sloan)
I stared at the man that I ever loved in front of me. My heart leaped up. My throat felt as if someone is choking me as I held the door ajar. His hair neatly styled, shaven stubbles, black suit ruffled, and unbuttoned collar. He looked slightly in mess but his features give out the opposite. He stared at me with gentle look in his face. One that I never even see through his guarded emotions. It was as if he is longing for me—-no, it is too good to be true. Why would be here in front of me?
I looked in the corner of his figure in attempt to know what he is planning to do or the only reason he went here in my place. Deep inside I'm hoping that he would be here to tell me that he only lied and haven't used me at all. I wanted him to tell me that he loves me and wants me back. I don't think I could ever move on from him. To the point that I'm hurt but I knew that I would always love him. Even if he loves someone else or seeing someone. It would hurt me but it doesn't stop my feelings that would be beating for him. Silence....He just stood there outside my apartment hesitating.
"Why a—" Before I could make out a sentence to break the silence, I felt him inviting himself inside. The door swung open harshly and his lips crashed into mine. Hands snaking around my waist pulling me closer to him. I couldn't move at all due to the unanticipated scenario that is happening right now. The only thing I could make out is the tears that already had fallen out of my eyes.
My insides are burning and I could tell he is trying. He's finally showing all the emotions he had felt but no words could get out of his mouth about it. At the time I decided to respond to his kisses, he spun me around and pressed my back into the closed door. Pinning me with his body. Crotch pressed down in my belly and wrists captured by his own hand on top of my head. His soft warm lips caress down to my neck. Biting and sucking on it harshly yet it only made me moan in delight.
My body wanted him inside me. He always make me feel like I'm somewhere else. The opposite version of the original me. I don't know how exactly he make me feel but I missed this. I missed everything about him. His musky scent, his soft lips, his warm hands against my skin, and his ocean eyes burning in my own eyes. He is everything that everyone wishes for but he isn't the best person to involve in. He's controlling, confusing, and secretive type of guy.
He makes people do things for him and expect them to do it. He gets what he wants and he hides his emotions from people. Nobody knows the truth about him. He doesn't tell but he would always give something for no reason at all. His fingertips brushed against my shoulder that made me shiver. He wasted no time to pull down the night dress that I am wearing leaving me nothing but the lingerie I am wearing. My hands automatically reached for his shirt and ripped it open. The only sound that could be heard is the buttons splattering around the room.
He removed the shirt away from his arms as I find myself revering into the same muscular chest he always have. I pressed my hands into his chest and softly caressing it. He let out a groan before capturing my hands again and carrying me somewhere. My nipples brushed against his chest. I don't ever think he have been in here. We would always stay in his place or in a restaurant if we ever wanted to hang out. He's the one who always decides in the time or place. He only have seen outside my apartment but that was only it.
I gasped in surprise when he suddenly dropped me somewhere fluffy and soft. I didn't know how he had found my bedroom but I could care less about it right now. My mind is in a lot of troubling thoughts. Things I wanted to ask him but at the same time I couldn't let it all out. I was distracted the fact that my body is on fire. He moved on top of me and kissed me shortly before he pushed down my panties that I was wearing. I felt the cool air gushes up at my naked form that made me shiver.
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