She takes a deep breath.
Hands… hands all over each other. Lips… lips tracing every single contour of the body. Legs.. legs locked in a lustful embrace. Bodies.. bodies exchanging heat and pressure.
Time and space. Nothing needs to matter.
Two worlds collide. She is a go-getter. Sharp, intuitive, impatient. He is mellow. Humble, creative, laid-back. A romantic contradiction. And yet they share this same moment. Together they find themselves in a vulnerable state of bliss. They are equal.
Breathe! She tells herself.
What will they say? “He said, she said, they said.” Questions and doubts run through her calculating, overprotective mind.
He pulls her hair back, whispers murmurs of pleasure and buries his face in her neck.
Tonight – there are no doubts. There are no questions. There is no tomorrow. There is only now. All cautionary tales thrown to the wind.
Has she found someone who sets her soul on fire? Because she sure as hell will not settle for anything less.
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