Un soir d'automne (Version Thomas)

Un soir d'automne (Version Thomas)

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Thomas, un jeune homme, à l'habitude, après ses occupations habituel, d'aller marché tous les jours. Un soir, une jeune femme apparut dans sa vie pendant sa marche pensive. Etant impulsif et très mystérieux, cette rencontre sera-t-elle le fruit du démon ou le début d'une grande histoire? A vous de le découvrir! (Avant toutes choses, je tiens à signalé que j'ai la permission de xPikat pour ce que je fais.)
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His attentive gaze lingered on my trembling presence for more than I would have thought possible. Our eyes were locked without a slight awareness of our surroundings. We were under each others spell, the tingling sensation followed by his body moving towards mine only enticed the fluttering butterflies in my stomach. His hand made contact with my cheek and all thoughts and self control was lost on my part. My body in his full and lustful possession. He was to do and care for me how which way he wanted. And I was too fall at his dismay If need be. I was his slave, the woman he'd call upon for his disheveled desire and I'd comply without as much as a breath of reply. Another surge of electricity elated my vulnerably limp body. If not for his grasp I'd have my knees buckle from beneath me. "You are mine." His commanding tone demanded with such stern possession. His grip tightening around my hips to lowering hands above my butt. Trembling breaths were exchanged, as well as eager touches. I found myself in complete euphoria in this mans arms. And I was too soon discover said man was of no angelic figure as I'd been deemed to convince myself. Carter was shy and undetermined to be noticed by the cliche popular girls and -the almost figured religious to girls- bad boys. She could never have imagined the thought of finding herself moving to a new university where these things are just what she finds impossible to avoid. But she's kept her own secrets hidden. A fatal past with locked up and secured emotional distress she's bottled up ever since she could remember. So if she meets someone who has darker secrets and a dangerous past, what will she do? Run and hide? Or stay and play? ||WARNING: SEXUAL AND MATURE CONTENT NOT SUITABLE FOR AGES BELOW 15 PLEASE||

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