Try It With Me
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Last published Sat, Jan 31, 2015
"Your lips are poison for me... I just thought you should know," Jerrie nervously replied as she steps back avoiding his stare.
"If my lips are poison for you, then your kisses are drugs. I know I'm not allowed to even feel those soft lips touch my skin, but I just need to have a doze of you."
Jayven did not break his gaze on her lips as she suddenly stood frozen only 2 feet in front of him now. He knows she realized that he wants her now in bed with him. He can't take off his eyes on her - her lips, her neck, her exposed cleavage. They both know why they came to that room alone. There are things they want to ask and say but they are both breathless because of each other's presence.
“Try it with me, Jer. You said you will do everything right? Surrender yourself to me. This will be the greatest trial you will experience and I will make sure you will never even want to forget or regret that you tried it with me. Be mine tonight.” he whispered as she turns her back and slightly bends her head to the right to let him kiss her neck. It is just right that Jayven de Guzman, the lost prince of Southbridge University, has found her princess in the dark wanting his kiss to wake her burning desire for him.
"This isn't right," she whispered gasping for air as she finds it difficult to breathe when she feels his skin on hers.
"It isn't. But this is." He quickly turned her to face him and kissed her passionately as if time chases them. She responded with the same intensity to his kiss until it get deeper and deeper...and...
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