Two Is Better Than One

Two Is Better Than One

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Mar 12, 2016
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"Don't do that thing where you lift my chin with your fingers and say I'm beautiful, it's so played out." I told him looking to the side. "Fine then." He grabs my face in his hands, squishing in so I'm forced to pucker my lips and make a duck face. "You're fucking gorgeous inside and out and I want you to know that you never have to feel shy around me about anything. Ever." I felt my checks heat up at his confession and felt giddy for some reason. He released my face from his hands and had an intense look in his eyes. He was looking over my shoulder and I saw Vincent standing behind me. "What are you doing here?" I questioned trying not to sound to flustered at what just happened with Nathan a few seconds ago. "I'm here for the same reason he is." he professed with a serious look. "What that you think I'm gorgeous and sexy too?" I laughed jokingly adding the sexy part. "Yes." He stated curling his lips into a small smirk satisfied with the surprise on my face. He then strode towards me and grabbed my waist pulling my front flush with his rock hard body. I felt his friend press against my stomach and bit my lip feeling myself getting wet down there. He leaned down and rested his forehead against mine. "I want you Amelia." He confessed. I felt something against back and twisted my head to see Nathan and felt his front pressed again my back. "So do I." he countered biting his lip. I looked into his eyes and saw the same thing I had seen in Vincent just a few moments ago. Love.
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