Baby, May I?
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MatureOngoing9m
Last published Mon, Aug 31, 2015
"Baby, may I..kiss your neck?" she breathed against the nape of my neck sending shivers down my spine.
Dominic had just about the roughest childhood someone can imagine simply because she was a lesbian. That however didn't keep her from finding love in the right woman...or so she thought. Everything was perfect in Dominic love life until an introduction was made. Then her life heads towards the worse with a series of "coincidental incidents"...
Dominic faces challenges of love, passion, pain and just plain crazy.
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[NEEDS PROOFREADING]The guitar was a beautiful background but the electricity between them was palpable. Each time their bodies grazed each other as they strummed the guitar. Dominic's mind filled with thoughts of what it would be like to be closer to her, to feel her skin against his. Fuck. He quickly ended the song on a chord and moved her a bit away, putting the guitar away, he cleared his throat. "You're a natural." He said with an awkward smile, hoping she hadn't noticed, Alina was a little confused but moved a little bit, still keeping their knees touching. "Dominic?" He turns to look at her, an intensity in his stare that she had never seen before. It sent butterflies fluttering in her stomach. "Can I kiss you?" The Songbird and her Guitarist.
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