Moments To Hold

Moments To Hold

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"He pulled my hood off of my head and I felt exposed. The wind blew at my cheeks. I didn't mind though. I shifted my arms around his neck a little, so I was holding hands with myself. It was cold. We continued these dancing motions for a while. I'm not exaggerating when I say it went on for at least an hour."
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I watched the water drip down his nose and onto his beautiful full lips. I craved the warmth of his touch. The rush of our connection. Regardless of how wrong it would be. I couldn't resist it any longer. I stepped closer, covering the flush of his cheeks with my hands to feel their heat and pressed my lips firmly against his until it hurt. Dylan gripped my waist and pulled me into him, sealing the space between us. I secured my arms around his neck, brushing my fingers through his soft, luscious hair. I didn't allow anything else to matter. Not the voice that told me this was wrong. Not the guilt. Not the warning that crashed through my head. I pushed it all away and let the desperate craving take over.

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