I had never in my life behaved the way I did that afternoon; when I touched her I felt hungry, I wanted more. Contrary to what may be printed in the tabloids, I wasn’t normally one to be so forward - or so quick to be physical with a girl, but there was an uncontrollable urge that consumed me in that small, veiled room. When my fingers caressed her soft skin, pliable and smooth, I could barely make out the rose that flushed across her cheek - I had to press my lips there. Then I pulled back and was met with deep, mahogany, rich quicksand eyes - pulling me under. I was lost in her, my body taking over.
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