His Slave

"As he watched her leaving he couldn't help but watch as her hips swayed and made her ass look amazing. Fuck he though to himself, he knew he was in trouble. He had hated her and her friends for as long as he could remember but had always had a small soft spot for her; whether he wanted to admit it or not. When he saw her the night of the Yule ball his jaw dropped. She was stunning and not like every other girl, she topped all of them. Her curls cascaded down her shoulders while her perry-winkle dress accentuated all her best features. He couldn't help but stare at her and wish he was the one she was attached to. From then on her watched her from a distance, glancing at her every so often to take her in when she wasn't looking. She was quite beautiful no matter what he said to her."