Discovering something new.
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Last published Sat, Apr 11, 2015
He just stood there in the corner of the hallway looking like a greek god. I closed my eyes just for a second. I could feel his breath in my neck before goosebumps covered most of my skin. A deep chuckle from the back of his throat escaped trough his lips. I opened my eyes and all I could see were dark blue almost black eyes. They were enchanting, full of lust and held a little bit mystery. I loved them. I loved the person they were part of. I loved HIM.
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