Erotica with perfection

Erotica with perfection

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

the tenderness of his love making will then i realize, my love for him will commence here and never cease.

Summary

the tenderness of his love making will then i realize, my love for him will commence here and never cease.

Chapter1 (v.1) - Erotica with perfection

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the tenderness of his love making will then i realize, my love for him will commence here and never cease.

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: June 23, 2010

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Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: June 23, 2010

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I sat on the hill tops beside, the newest addition to my heart; I knew there could never be anyone more perfectly created to suite me. I felt an over load of love as he caught my gaze. My heart kicked me from my inside as he gave me his wonderful smile, letting me know that this wasn’t any sort of dreaming its reality. He turned his watch to the real beauty, looking to the north, inhaling the sunset. All sounds muted around us, and I’m glad because I was forcefully pleased to listen to the racing of my heart beat, caused by his company. The way he fitted perfectly in his beautiful Indian silk skin, the way his priceless smile gave off suspicions that it could have been, painted by a fine artist. His eyes, dark pits off black but that’s ok, because they seem to be waiting for there own story to fill them. I slipped away from my shoes letting my toes detect the sodden ground; he turned with a smile glancing at my feet. I smiled away enjoying the feeling off grass tangling between my bare toes. I caught his expressions they seemed a little hard and embarrassed at the sight. I budged across to him, just close enough to feel his little hairs on his arm, standing pricked from the cold air. “Join me” I insisted “it feels most pleasant” I laughed at the way my words performed. His reaction was a little shock that I had suggested it; he must have thought I was suggesting a sexual happening. The truth; if he could read minds his suspicions would be confirmed as he will never know how or what my feelings are for him, so of course I would be more than happy to think of becoming closer to his touch. “Please I begged, “I will use mine to shield yours with warmth”.

His smile turned hopeful and willing as he started undoing his big laced boots. He placed his boot to aside me and carried on getting the other untied, and that’s when I noticed the small folded piece of paper lay on the inside soul. I gave him an inquiring look but, he was so occupied in getting off the other shoe that I went ahead and grabbed the piece of folded paper. I turned away from him a little, and started to unfold. Kaya Louise Ball, Kaya Louise Ball, Kaya Louise Ball, that’s my name, my name written three times across the paper. I pushed the named, paper away from me, with confusion, trying to make sense of why the hell did he have my name written three times on a folded piece of paper in his shoe? It was that moment I felt a warm breath against my neck. The warmth of his breath carried out happily travelling into my heart making my feelings stronger for him if that was possible. His tender touch brushed against my skin as he pulled me on to my back, his movement was fast but also clashed with the slowness of our time, the lump in my throat swelled causing my swallowing to be nervous and hard. He edges his position closer, until he was hanging right over me. It seemed as though in this perfect moment our souls bared as one. He bent down beside my ear and released his soft whisper to me. “And as the legends goes, if you want a person to love you, write there name three times on a piece off paper and wear it in your left shoe” his whisper was soft with a touch of delicacy. I scanned around for the shoe I had took the paper from and gasped as the left shoe sat neatly across from us.

I met his gaze again and I could feel that his eyes firmly stayed within mine. Seconds past as I watched his bottomless pits, slowly start filling up with his own story. “I guess the legend was true! I whispered back. His glance softened and merged in to pure liquefied love as he crept closer towards me, binding are body’s so tight that I was impressed if air could flow.

Its here when I notice he was no longer wearing his t-shirt. A buff, muscled sunny, angel hung over me ready and waiting. My breathing became nervous as I knew this was it, this is going to be the time that are souls will remain forever. My love for him will commence from this moment and never cease…… to be continued


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