I've got you

I've got you

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Excerpt: "Please promise me that you won't ever leave." Evergreen pupils framed by golden lashes peeked up at me, pleading, desperate, begging- almost afraid. "Why are you so scared, sweetheart?" I questioned, stroking his soft, rosy cheek. "Because I'm falling for you too fast." Plump lips quivering slightly, he keenly searches my eyes for a reaction. Affirming him with the depth of my reciprocating feelings, I repositioned him so that he was straddling me and lifted his face up with my fingers. Gazing deeply into his swirling irises, I tell him, "I'll always be there to catch you if you fall too hard or fast- I've got you, babyboy, and I love you. With my entire heart and soul, I love you."
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"I'm not afraid of you," I tried to say confidently. He smirked while placing his hands on my hips. My breathing stopped for a few seconds but then continued when I remembered my goal was to be courageous. He licked a spot on my neck, and I narrowed my eyebrows in confusion. He gently wrapped a hand around my neck. "You might sound confident, but I can taste the fear," he whispered into my ear. His voice was very intimidating and almost sent tingles down my spine. ALMOST. But I was done being afraid of this monster. I was done feeling inferior to him. "There's no doubt that you taste fear. Here's the real question: is it my fear that you taste, or is it yours?" I asked bravely. I gasped when he tightened his hold a little and pinned me to the wall. I stared into his cold eyes as he stared into mine. He smirked when our breathing came to a match. Then he did the last thing I would expect: he kissed me. Warning: This story has mature contents.

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