Waiting For Love
“I don’t care about the baggage you may hold, ever since the day I laid my eyes on you 3 years ago at that damn wharf, I was always attracted to you.”
My eyes began to water and I dropped my plate on the counter top. Looking up into his eyes, searching for a reason to stop, all I could do was fall in love. In a swift motion, I touched my hands to his face and stood on my toes. He looked at me in shock before we both closed our eyes, embracing in a kiss. My lips tingle as I kiss him, moaning as we melt into each other. He reached his arms down, picking me up by my thighs and placing me onto the counter, kissing me harder.
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