In the Arms of the Enemy’s Brother
S.monroewhen he stares into your eyes in bedi can't sleep until i feel your touchbut does he know you call me when he sleepsslightest noise wakes me up
The chair creaked under us, but I didn't care.
Our faces were inches apart now. I looked into her eyes, seeing the affection there, the spark that always drew me in. Leaning in, I captured her lips with mine. The kiss started soft, a gentle press, but it deepened quickly. Her mouth opened under mine, warm and inviting, her tongue brushing against my own. I tasted the faint sweetness of her lip gloss, felt the heat building between us. My hands roamed up her back, fingers splaying across the fabric of her dress, pulling her tighter against me.
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