Essence Elemental

Essence Elemental

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"As Ireia turned a corner she was met ten securities guard racing in her direction. As she turned around to go back the way she came, she suddenly felt her skin heat up and her throat seemed to close up, causing her to gasp for air. Her vision started to blur, her mind felt clouded, and she slowly loss control of her body. She felt rough hands grasp her shoulders and her body being lifted. They were carrying her. Carrying her back to living nightmare she had just tried to escape from. But she didn't fight. She was tired of fighting . She just let the sweet and comforting darkness take her." ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
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She didn't reply and I felt her finger move across my skin, lower, and almost all the way down my lower back. A shiver coursed through my body, strangely pleasant, and I felt her finger stop. "Your tattoos are beautiful," she said softly. Too close. She was too close. My pulse was hammering and I could feel her cool breath against my skin when she spoke, and my body was warm from having felt her. I couldn't reply. My breathing was light and shaken. I wanted to just turn around and pull her against me, or rather put her against a wall, so I could kiss her and feel her more properly against me. If she touched me again, I wasn't sure that I could keep myself from doing just that. "I'm going to take a shower," I said suddenly in an attempt to escape. She didn't stop me, so I took that opportunity to walk away. When I reached the bathroom, I took a deep breath to steady myself as well as my pulse. Closing the door behind me, I ran a hand through my hair. She truly was a nightmare. A bad boy's worst nightmare was a girl that made him want to be a good one.

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