It all started with black.

It all started with black.

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My breathe hitched as he came closer to me. I wanted to deny this attraction that I was feeling towards him so badly but I just couldn't. He was like a drug that I knew was bad for me and would eventually kill me but I didn't care. I wanted more of him over and over again. His large palm touched my cheek and I gasped. His hand was so warm against my cool skin and it felt so good to feel him touch me. He was so close now. So close to the point that there was no space between us and I never wanted anything so badly than to feel his lips on mine. Our foreheads touched and my eyes involuntarily closed. I could feel him watching my face and by the way he was breathing, I could tell he wanted me as much as I wanted him. "Alexia," he said my name in a whisper that had me quivering and making me weak. "I would love more than anything to kiss you right now but I just can't." When I heard those words and they finally registered in my mind, my eyes flew open to gaze at this Adonis of a man.
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HOT That's all I felt as the tingling burning sensation of desire flared within my veins like a raging inferno. WET The euphoric feeling of ecstasy in which I couldn't decipher that pooled between my legs as I stared into his beautiful hazel blue eyes. I wanted him. The thick air brushing a gentle kiss upon my cheek and lightly swaying my hair but I couldn't feel it. Every ligament, bone, nerve, and vein in my body wanted him. My throat burned to say something yet I couldn't speak. As I stood outside the deserted high school parking lot I couldn't process anything but the way my fingers itched to touch his smooth caramel skin. I was scared. Scared because I have never seen such beauty. Scared that I wanted his hands wrapped around my body like a snake does his prey touching every inch of me. I was scared because I wanted him, more than the air I was breathing even though at that very moment I was suffocating.

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