39 parts Complete "Are you ready?" I said to her placing her long silky hair at the back of her head.
She nodded. Her bewitching smile sending immense pleasure to my body.
I pushed into her slowly- carefully and then with a little force.
She forced a smile at first and in seconds her face had turned pale, hysterical- beastly!
"Shit!. Shit!. Stoppppp Dotun - Please stopp." She screamed loudly like she was in enormous pain.
I felt like I was in another world, lost in a haze of sensations-almost like I had found a place that felt like home. But then, reality struck. No matter how intense the moment, when a woman says stop, you stop. It doesn't matter how powerful the desire burning through you is.
"Shit!" I yelled, fighting to pull myself back from the edge. The tension within me was overwhelming, the kind that tempts you to ignore everything but your own feelings. But I knew better-her voice, her comfort, and her trust meant everything. The desire could wait. Respect couldn't.
Dammit!!! The sweet taste of a woman!!!
Her personality, A ferocious saint, like fire and brimstone. He on the other hand, is like water yet powerless against her fire
She was broken, a puzzle that was missing a piece.
But he was willing to carve his own piece to complete her.
They said her fire would consume him.
But he was ready to be destroyed by her raging flames!
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