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Bittersweet

Bittersweet

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Jan 17, 2017
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Romance
He was fire and I was ice. His lips were burning my once smooth skin, moving from my neck to my collarbone and back to my lips. He pushes me against the wall of my apartment; a moan escapes my lips. "Look what you are doing to me," Jake growls, "I can't get enough of you. I want to kiss every single part of your skin to reminisce the sweet taste of you; the taste of bitter coffee and sweet vanilla, perfectly balancing each other. I want to hold you in my arms with our bodies radiating off each other, without a care in the world. I want to look into your piercing blue eyes, eyes that remind me of an ocean; not a smooth one, but a ocean filled with crashing waves and monsters below the surface. "I want to know you, all of you, but why won't you let me?" All Rights Reserved
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***COMPLETED*** Sky's home life was a little piece of hell on earth. She often had to fight past the pain, but she always found a way to become stronger. When Jake came into her life, he changed everything. She knew from the start that theirs would not be a fairytale romance. They came from two different worlds but could Jake find a way to make her part of his? ******** The thought of him going to the other room and leaving me, literally made my body ache, didn't he know how much I needed him? I wasn't going down without a fight. Slipping my t-shirt off of my shoulder, I gave him my best pouty face and pleaded with him, "You wouldn't leave me all alone in this big, cold bed would you?" He shot me a look that I can only describe as a warning, "Fight fair Sky, I am only human!"

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