His Amara

His Amara

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"Y-your nine years older than me," I squeaked. He moved his hand underneath my blouse and gently rubbed the skin on my waist, "Age doesn't matter, my sweet." "You look so innocent, so untainted; it makes me think of ways to taint you, to show everyone that you're mine." He darkly claimed. His words were said with such precision and determination. I liked it a lot. He made me feel something different, something good and desirable. "From this day forward, call me Daddy."
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As long as two souls are in love, nothing else matters. "You know better than anyone that you're too young for me," I said, trying to reason with him. But he grabbed my shoulder, forcing me to face him. "I don't give a damn about that. You're only eight years older, what difference does it make?" I sighed, feeling a mix of emotions. "Shawn, I can't. What would people think of us being together?" But he was undeterred. "I don't care,all I want is you." And with that, his lips locked onto mine, and I knew in that moment that I wouldn't be able to resist him anymore.

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