An Angel For A Devil

An Angel For A Devil

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Something inside me ignited, as we kept on staring at each other. Unexpectedly, his eyes softened. The action bought some weird fluttering sensations to my stomach. Realizing, how little space was between us, made my cheeks blush. Unconsciously, I found myself leaning towards him, trying to close the distance between us, but he pulled himself away from me. "No. Don't do this. You are making this hard for me. Don't make me loose my control." He said while breaking the eye contact. "Don't feel anything towards me, this will only going to hurt you at the end." He said as he looked at my face again, but avoided my eyes. "Why? Why are my feeling for you going to hurt me at the end?" I asked him. "Because we both belong to different worlds." He said while continuously staring at me. "What do you mean?" I asked him. He immediately look directly in my eyes as rage and agony reflected in his orbs. "Because you are the Angel of your world and I am the Devil of my world."
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"Like I said... you want me." I stepped towards the door and looked back. I'll be leaving now, you know staying the hell away from you like you "wanted" ". I turned around and looked at him. He stalked towards me angrily. I placed my hand on his hard muscular chest. "Try to forget me now." I smirked deciding to mess him up further. "I'm soaking wet, and you made that happen." I trailed my hand down his chest and reached into my short and touch my soaking p***y and pulled it out. I waved my finger in front of his face showing his the evidence. He grabbed my hand, stopping my movement. He looked me dead in eyes and stuck my finger in his mouth; he closed his eyes sucking my finger clean. He slowly took my finger out, his jaw clinching. And what he said, hit me right to my aching core. "You taste so fucking good. I could eat you all day and never get enough. Let me..fuck! So fucking delicious! I need more!" He dropped to his knees in front of me. Well shit just got real.

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