You Are My Spring
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  • Reads 283
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  • Parts 17
  • Time 2h 23m
Ongoing, First published Oct 26, 2021
"You are my spring",she whispered against my lips, forcing me to smile as I leaned in again for a passionate kiss. **********************************************************************************
The first time they met was in highschool,on a bright spring morning.Mesmerized by him,she named him 'the spring boy' and engraved her name in his heart.
10 years later,they meet again,on another spring day to bring back all those lost memories.They begin to long for each other, unable to stay away.
Will the forgotten crushes and feelings come back? Will love bloom between the two as days pass?
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My eyes widened as he locked my lips against his gently. Oh Jesus, he stole my first kiss. He kept licking and sucking my lips as if forced me to open my lips. I pushed his chest slowly and it made him wondering. "What's going on, baby?" "I'm afraid that you'll... leave me after then, Tristan." "Who says, baby?" "Nothing." I looked down at my lap. "I'm just afraid because this is my first kiss and you just stole it with no my permit." He let out a soft chuckled, tilting my chin up to look at him. "I stole it because you already stole my heart first. It's worth it, isn't it?" "Did you... try to flirt me?" "I told the truth, sweetheart." He answered solemnly. "If you don't trust me, you can feel that." He instantly kissed me for twice. I could not help but kissed him back. I did not know why suddenly I opened my lips for him. His tongue traveled inside my lips softly, kept sucking and playing with my tongue so gently. Moreover, he kept groaning inside my lips since earlier. I ran my hand through his quiff dark brown hair and maybe his quiff hair was messy already. I overwhelmed with his kissing. He was so unstoppable for kissing me. I kept holding my moaned as could as possible because I was shy if my moaned was so annoyed for him. Slowly, his kissing was getting deeper as if he wanted to eat the whole my lips. And I guessed his love was changed to be desire already. "Tristan." I pushed him on the chest softly. "You're too... quick. I can't kiss you quickly yet." "I'm sorry, baby." He chuckled. "I forgot that I'm your first kiss." "If you're my first kiss... How about me?" I asked cautiously. "Am I your... second kiss? Third?" He smiled. "You're my last."
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