Am I supposed to let go?

Am I supposed to let go?

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Dec 28, 2016
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Mi cellphone's vibration wakes me up unexpectedly. I open my eyes and, in the darkness, I look for it on my night stand. I grab it and look at the time, it's only 11:14 pm, I think I fell asleep while doing my homework. The text is from Nick, wishing me sweet dreams, I left him talking to himself again. Mi fingers fly fast across the keyboard while I tell him that I fell asleep and I wish him sweet dreams as well. "Don't worry beautiful, I know you were tired :) talk to you tomorrow, love you." His texts always draw a smile on my face, but after a few seconds the happy feeling is replaced by guilt, when a second message pops on my phone's screen. "I'm going to bed now, guess you fell asleep. Good night princess, I love you." That's Sebastian, my boyfriend
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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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