right now, i just need a romance novel and chocolate, a big pillow to cuddle with and hopefully my imagination will take me far away, but of course when i’m done reality will remind me that i have wrappers to throw away and things to do today.

Posted 2 days ago

Posted 2 days ago

just two completely different people trying to love one another. I can’t even remember if we have anything in common. how have we been able to work out, is it because we’ve been separate? the doubt starts to walk into my life.

Posted 2 days ago

She stopped, watching him carefully. Her eyes were the darkest he’d ever seen them with only the faintest tinge of moonlight reflecting in them. He reached up with his other hand and brushed her bangs away to better view her face. She looked at him as if to ask, ‘What are you doing?’ He answered back with a look of his own, ‘I don’t know’. He truly didn’t know what he was doing. His body and mind were urged by instinct and he let it lead him, allowing himself to lean upwards and closer to her. He kept his hand on her cheek, gently caressing her soft flesh and feeling a rush of delight when she leaned into the touch. He dared to go further, resting his forehead against hers as her breath ghosted across his face. But still, it was not close enough.
She, finally regaining her ability to speak, whispered, “Don’t.”
Confused, he asked, “Why not?”
“Because,” she swallowed and tried again, “because if you do I…I’ll…”
“You’ll what?” he asked patiently. Did she not want this too? Was she not experiencing this heat either?
This time, She met his eyes full on and said, “If you do I’ll never want to leave.”
His heart thudded hard in his chest at her statement. She gazed at him, conveying with her eyes how she needed to stop this but how she wanted to continue at the same time. She didn’t look at him with rejection, but with desperate desire. He could understand why she had told him not too, how she didn’t want any more attachments here than she already had. However, He really was selfish and being this close to her and breathing in her intoxicating scent was making his thoughts more and more incoherent. He was an impulsive person, and this situation did not change that.
He closed the gap between them, locking his lips with hers. She gripped his shirt, not to push him back but to pull him closer and deepen the kiss. She turned her head so he would have a better angle as his hands abruptly had a mind of their own, roaming up her shoulders to tangle in her hair. She tasted like, he couldn’t even describe how amazing it was! The best he could describe it was the taste of life itself, and it left him breathless and wanting more. Her lips parted just so that he could use the opening, daring to venture inside the moist cavern with his tongue. A small whimper escaped her, the vibrations of the sound causing him to give a deep throated moan. He used his hold on her to pull her down gently. She followed his lead, not wanting any space to come between them.
She hovered over him as his head rested on the pillow in her lap once again. His hands wandered down her back and up again, making her shiver. One of her hands ventured up to slide up his neck, along his jaw, and up the side of his face, eliciting a shiver of his own with her feather light touches. Fire ran rampart through his veins and he felt as if he would burst with the heat filling up inside of him. Each kiss, every sound and touch, brought more fire until they would both certainly be consumed by the flames of passion. Though He was new to these sensations, it felt utterly natural to him…to be with her.
Dizzy from lack of air, He regretfully broke the intense kiss. He panted and She wasn’t in any better shape. Her cheeks were flushed as she breathed in oxygen through slightly swollen lips. She stared down at him with eyes unfocused and glazed over.

Posted 3 days ago

I love when people try to play a game with me, but ive already seen their cards :) i’m very cunning believe it or not.

Posted 4 days ago