Four Pretty Disasters

Four Pretty Disasters

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I looked into his eyes and forced a smile to gain his attention. 'Lie to me.' I begged. He gently pressed his lips on line and then stopped kissing me. He didn't open his eyes after the kiss. 'I love you.' He said.
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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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