Counting on Forever

Counting on Forever

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“You keep thinking about tomorrow. Just imagine it as another day, just you and me. Together forever,” Sean told her. She stood at the door of the church, waiting to go in, thinking about what Sean had told her last night on their long drive through the warm summer night. She was waiting behind the big oak doors of the church in her white ball gown. The church doors opened up wide, and she put her veil down trying to hide the tears. She just couldn’t believe it; she was marrying the man of her dreams today. She heard the trumpets of the military band as her father took her elbow in his, escorting her down the aisle. Ashley was extremely aware as the congregation all stood up; her nerves were all over the place, and all she wanted to do was see Sean. Her eyes traveled down the alter, where he stood clad in his military uniform. With just one look, he took her breath away. As she came in contact with his familiar hazel eyes that she loved so much, it seemed as if everyone else had faded away. All she could see was him, his short, dirty blonde hair that was styled in the front. All she cared about in that moment was him.
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FRAUD

"No, I'm not. Morgan, I'm sure about you, I'm sure about us." She places a hand on the side of my face and brushes it with her thumb. "Being with you feels right, this feels right. It's so good to be true." "It is true," I say, and she lands her forehead on mine. I can hear her anxious breathing. I place my hand on her waist and she brushes her face on mine. I come across her lips and press mine on hers. It starts as an unstable kiss, but each time our lips part, my body cries for more. I suck on her bottom lip as my hand runs through her lap -underneath her dress. And I thought it was all of it until her tongue rolled into mine. As I grab her closer to me, we drop onto the bed. Caressing her lap, my hands move up, and I feel the waistband of her underwear. I feel like peeling it off, but I have no idea what we are doing -And I know I don't want it to stop. She helps me peel off my shirt. Her hands are all over my body. I hold her hands on my chest. "Sam we...we should stop," I say with an anxious breath, but she continues to kiss my chest. I zip down her dress and push it down. "Sam I don't have a condom." "We don't need it," she says. "You sure?" I ask, shocked. SAM. Am I going gaga? 'We don't need it?' I'm definitely not in my right state of mind. But he looks more surprised than I am. I'm scared, not because I don't want this; I'm scared because I do. "It is my first time," I say nervously. "Aren't you full of surprises, Samantha Raymond," he says, and I hate that he just reminds me of my dad at this moment. I stop myself from wondering what my dad would think of me right now. "I will go easy," he whispers in my mouth.

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