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But I felt almost disconnected from my own body, like I was watching this happen from the outside rather than participating. It wasn’t that I didn’t like it exactly. Kael’s hands felt good on my body and his kisses were skilled and thorough. But there was something missing, some spark that had been there with Nathan that just wasn’t present now. “Ara,” Kael groaned against my mouth, and the sound of my nickname in that rough voice sent a shiver through me that was at least partially my own reaction. His hands slid under my shirt and the feeling of his palms on my bare skin made me gasp.

The sun is very hot out here so I pick up some lotion and rub it on my body so as not to get burnt and look like a cooked lobster in the end! I don't have emails so I just play a game for a while and when I get bored of that i put my tablet away and pick up my romance novel i was reading. Half way through the book though I drift away into a peaceful slumber. After spending an hour or so in the water Conor comes back and puts his cold hands on my body making me heal up. "What the hell Conor??" I yell at him and he only smirks smugly with an innocent face!.....devil!

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Today was my second anniversary with Rafael. I had bought his favorite lingerie, picked up his favorite perfume, and even read magazines about intimacy to make tonight perfect. Rafael and I loved each other, even though I was still a virgin. He always treated me with care and affection, and tonight I planned to finally give him my virginity. I believed he deserved it. After parking the car inside the compound, I grabbed the shopping bags and locked the car behind me. I walked quietly toward the house and noticed the door was slightly open.

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