CROWN OF QUEEN
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The moment we were so close together I know I lost it. I just can't resist the feelings nor the emotions anymore. The way her deep green eyes was looking into my red ones. The way her brown hair was all tangled and messy in front of her face right now. The way she smelt. Her scent of fresh earthly soil and herbs are just making me go crazy. And just the feel of her hot breathe against my skin is making me breathless, making my skin hot and feel butterflies in my stomach.
I realized I could no longer resist this feeling but the best I could do for now is control them. Cause in my eyes she seems too young and unready for this right now. Unready to accept me. So, I lookedJust a second ago our noses were touching, our lips few millimeters apart while I felt her addicting scent hitting my nose and her touch away and helped her get up from above me. Slowly she stood up from the ground where she had accidentally fallen above me.
My heart was beating like crazy. Like a mad person. burning against my skin.
But now as we are moving apart, inch by inch, I know all I wanted to do was close the distance between us. But I also know I have to wait for this and control myself.
After both of us were in the standing posture there was an awkward silence between us which followed. I was debating in my mind what to say after the falling-above-me incident in order to break the silence. Before I could even make my mind on what to say she took the incitive of talking first.
Looking in my eyes she said, "You know, you are kind of .... ".
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He swiped my sweat-soaked hair off my neck, resting his lips against my ear. His fiery breaths blew across my earlobe. My body shuddered once again, craving more of him. "You're not the first woman to think she could seduce me into bed because of who I am, what I write. And you won't be the last." He gave a small chuckle, pulling down my dress, so it covered me. "But," he said in a low growl, "so far...... you're my favorite." Breaths poured from my lips at those words. My heart fluttered inside my pounding chest. His favorite, my brain stuck to his words like glue. Clinging to the small hope we'd continue this somewhere else, more than once. We stayed in that position for a moment before his body heat disappeared from my back. He lit a cigarette in front of me, the flash of the lighter illuminating his flushed, sweat-soaked face. I leaned against the brick wall, finding comfort in the coolness against my heated skin. His eyes met mine again. I didn't think I could move from the spot, but he forced me to when he held up a red, lacy thong in between his fingers. My red lacy thong. Fucking panty thief! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Their worlds collided in a heated, passion-filled hook-up behind a bar, bringing their broken pieces together. And now? Mercy finds herself as C.J. Cole's intern. The very Mr. Cole who wrote the most romantic, erotic books she had ever laid eyes on. How could she manage to keep her panties on around him? Or control herself? Hint: she won't. Mature warning.Complete
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