VALERIE
I was taken aback at first when his lips met mine. Slowly, like the casting of a love spell, he pushed me into his domain and took control of my being, leading me, guiding me, and drawing me into an insane passion that might be our ruin.
At that heated moment, I didn't care, he didn't care. All we cared about was our hands that explored each other's bodies.
I moaned out as my back hit the cold wall behind me. His hands traced my thighs up to the fabric that covered the folds of skin between my thighs.
I gasped out and gripped his broad shoulders, sinking my nails into his flesh.
His fingers traced my back, and his breath teased my bare neck, sending shivers rushing down my spine.
My mind snapped and I pushed him off, panting hard.
“Stop!" I snapped and brushed my hair back, wondering what got into me earlier.
“We shouldn't do this," I muttered and he nodded, getting back to his senses too.
“I am sorry," he replied.
We stood in that beautiful garden which was filled
