LOGINIf love is not real, then what am I feeling for him? Why do I ache with missing him when he is away?
Why does my heart race so fast I can barely breathe when he is near, or even when I just think about him?
I know this is not obsession. It is deeper than attraction, stronger than anything I could call lust.
"But then I met you," he continued. His voice was growing warmer, more steady.
"When I really saw you, when I took the time to know who you ar
If love is not real, then what am I feeling for him? Why do I ache with missing him when he is away?Why does my heart race so fast I can barely breathe when he is near, or even when I just think about him?I know this is not obsession. It is deeper than attraction, stronger than anything I could call lust."But then I met you," he continued. His voice was growing warmer, more steady."When I really saw you, when I took the time to know who you are. When we spent hours talking, when we held each other close, when we made love like we were trying to become one person. All those things I thought I knew just vanished like smoke in the wind. The way my heart pounds when you walk into a room, how I cannot sleep if I know you are upset, how you are the first thing I think about when I wake up and the last before I fall asleep. Every dream I have, every hope for the future, you are right there beside me. So if you ask me who my first love is...
"I did that? Shit, I thought that was just a dream," he laughed. I could see recognition finally starting to dawn on his face."But I never mistook you for anyone else," he said. His eyes were growing serious. "Even when I thought it was just a dream, you were the one I saw. The girl I imagined lying next to me, kissing me back. Baby, I was already so drawn to you back then. I just could not admit it to myself. You were always on my mind, even when I tried to pretend you were not.""Really?" I breathed. I felt light and giddy all over again. "What else did you dream about? Won't you tell me?" I teased. My heart was racing with curiosity.He smiled wickedly. That look alone was enough to tell me his dreams had been anything but innocent.Before I could say more, he pulled me onto his lap and wrapped his arms tight around me. His lips found my neck, kissing and gently nibbling at the sensitive skin until I closed my eyes and sighed."I dreamed of kissing you like this. Deep and passion
We talked about the city. We discussed my upcoming move for college and the life we would build there together.His eyes sparkled as he mapped out our days. He planned coffee dates at the café around the corner, weekend walks through the park, and late nights exploring rooftop bars with the skyline glittering below."We'll finally be free. No one will look at us twice or think we're just step-siblings. We can hold hands in the street, kiss whenever we want. We can be us." he whispered against my hair.Uncle Greg had made good on his promise to buy me a condo. Joy bubbled up in my chest every time I thought about it. It was in the very same building as Theo's, just two floors apart."We'll see each other every single day after class," he said, squeezing me tighter."Some nights you'll stay at mine, some I'll stay at yours. We'll have our own little world up there." The thought made me feel light and breathless, like I w
We didn't even look back at the basket of fruits we'd spent so long gathering. We didn't think about the mat we'd carefully laid out under the acacia tree. In that moment, none of it mattered. Not the sweet berries, not the peaceful picnic spot. All that mattered was getting back to the quiet safety of the lake house. We could be close there without fear or hesitation.As soon as we slammed through the front door, his mouth crashed onto mine. It was hungry, filthy, and so desperate it made my knees buckle. We clawed at each other's clothes. His hands tore at my shirt and bra until my tits were free and bouncing against his chest. He kissed a hot, wet trail down my neck. He latched his mouth onto one nipple and sucked hard while his fingers twisted the other. Then he dropped to his knees and buried his face between my legs. He was eating my pussy like a man starved."Ahh, fuck. Yeah, that's it Theo! Oh god, yes!" I screamed, grinding against his face as his tongue plunged deep insi
We stayed that way for what felt like hours. We were lost in the simple comfort of being close. Then I felt his hand slide from my hair down my back.His touch shifted from gentle to purposeful. It moved lower, tracing the curve of my spine until his fingers rested softly on my hip.Then he caressed the curve of my butt. After a moment more, he gently rolled me to face him. His eyes were dark with affection as he leaned down to kiss my lips.I kissed him back immediately. My hands found their way to his shoulders. What started as a soft, sweet press of lips quickly deepened.His tongue brushed against mine. Passion ignited between us like a slow-burning flame. Soon, he shifted above me.His body rested gently against mine as he kissed me more intensely. His lips moved to my neck, leaving warm, lingering trails along my skin.His hands began to roam. They mapped every line and curve of my body with a familiarity that m
"It's beautiful," I breathed, lifting the necklace from its cushion to examine it more closely. The metal was cool and polished under my fingertips."I was going to give this to you on your graduation day," he said. A soft smile played at his lips, though his eyes held a more intense, serious warmth. "But I never got a chance to be alone with you. Sorry it's a bit late.""But this looks so expensive," I said. My brow furrowed slightly.I needed him to know. I did not care about the cost. I loved the design, yes, but even if it had been a simple trinket or even a fake, anything from him would have meant more to me than the most precious jewel in the world."Anything for you," he replied, taking the necklace from my hands. He turned me gently, and I felt the smooth chain settle against my skin as he fastened the clasp at the nape of my neck.I touched the diamond pendant, watching it catch the last rays of sun and sparkle like a tiny piece of the sky. It felt light and perfect against







